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04/28/2026 14:58h
Mudd Club 4th floor gallery Manhattan, April 1981 If you bomb the IND or tag the 2 downtown —gallery-bound— dousing it in tribal shrapnel, you're it —the shit— If you can lie between the rails —Please Stand Clear the Closing— or press yourselves betw. train & the wall spray can rattling like a tooth— The roof the roof the roof is on fire