In Rémi's office, lucidity reigns.
It helps that our hangovers are long gone.
We do not expel art, Rémi says. Art expels us. We pray to the One True God that our innermost dialogues can be successfully portrayed through the agglomeration of Our Holy Line Segments; but to follow the ecclesiastical quo blindly is to communicate nothing at all.
Rémi and I are atheists.
Fall in line, he says, fail in line, fail among all the pretty little lines.