Niagra Red Chair, 2013 by Jamie Adams (b. 1961)
They’re talking about things of which they don’t have the slightest understanding, anyway. It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.
Very easy to read
I ate
Paradise
Congratulations
Our box
Everyone
You to you
Subject
On coffee
I do not have it
They are awesome
Very good
It is very cold
It totally depends
Get up
Red palesgra
Wheelchair
Rain covered
That
It’s white
Chicken
It is a singular thing, that, at the distance, say, of five feet, the work of the greatest dunce looks just as well as that of the greatest genius,–that little space being all the distance between genius and stupidity.
There is evil in every human heart, which may remain latent, perhaps, through the whole of life; but circumstances may rouse it to activity. To imagine such circumstances. A woman, tempted to be false to her husband, apparently through mere whim,–or a young man to feel an instinctive thirst for blood, and to commit murder. This appetite may be traced in the popularity of criminal trials. The appetite might be observed first in a child, and then traced upwards, manifesting itself in crimes suited to every stage of life.
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