is the theme of this year's biennale curated by Robert Storr. We found that that is exactly what we found ourselves doing as we wandered through the pavillions today at the lovely Giaradini park. There's a whole lot to say about this but at the moment our internet cafe is closed and we are trying to use the "free" internet at the local bar ( buy a drink, use our computer) which is full at the moment with noisy college kids and bad 80's music. So I will save my comments for the morning when I can hear myself think. Hold that thought. . .(Anne)
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