Urban Nature 2009 by Naoko Ito
We are Devo.
A portly Caucasian man in brightly polka dotted, skin tight pants and a black tank top that cups his ample bosom stumbles onto the scene, stopping to glance into several floor to ceiling length windows. A long, unbuttoned equally garish shirt flaps behind him as he waddles out of frame. As he moves out of frame he grips something on his head. Moments later he stumbles back, the something on his head now covering his face, droopily. He stops and stares for a second, steps backwards precariously and rolls his arm back, clearly gripping something heavy. He lets go, launching the item at the windows. The impact is beautiful, smashing glass but leaving the window intact. Panicked, his immense belly quivering in his polka dotted skin tight pants, he turns to flee and trips over a bright blue cement block.
As lovers went by
Eyes rolling in one direction, head in another, hips rotating round and round, a beautiful African American woman gyrates in place. Hands on said hips, a crowd of feathery women and tuxedoed men sit at tables behind her- seemingly ignorant to her clear charms. The fringe of her dress flickers back and forth and the gold bangle earrings shine. Her mouth opens and closes in a display of relaxed concentration.
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