// I found an old, fragile object, a silvery chain covered in rust. When I polished it with a cloth,
the rust left a trace (a purifying movement), in the shape of a curving line (the alchemists’ half moon symbol for silver).
This pattern of traces (imprint) appeared to me like a kind of map, ready to re-used and performed… I try and I try, but-
but before you know U laugh and laugh in most obscene Vicky where have U been in other places in other time your laugh becomes as salt and wine...