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Today I have been confined to my desk at the Ministry of Spreadsheet Hell, making power moves and generally pushing the empire up a steady slope. But only last Friday my mind was being massaged at just the right tension by the proxy hands of Joana Vasconcelos and Polly Morgan at the Haunch of Venison Gallery opposite Cecconi's. Here I present some pictures which merely hint at the treats in store for you if you toodle over there before September 25th.



I thoroughly urge you to go.