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Don’t Call Me Pain

3 Apr

Yesterday I walked a total of about 6 blocks and my leg was killing me by the time I got home.  Definitely more pain than the Malevich exhibit (which was the reason I ventured out) deserved.  It was good and all, but on the pain-being-worth-it scale, it fails miserably.

That said, if you’re ambulatory, it’s definitely worth seeing.  Gagosian Galleries seem to be as common as Starbucks these days; this is at the uptown one.

Speaking of pain, don’t  call me me pain!  My name is mystery!    Thank you yesterday and thank you pain for putting this one in my head.   The Pop Group were so, so, so ahead of their time.  Here’s “Don’t Call Me Pain.”

Now go enjoy your day.