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| | The Slush God Speaketh |
 | | The motel room is pretty strange, too; for quite a lot of reasons actually, but what you first learn about it is that when you leave the room, it takes you wherever you want go. |
 | | A couple weeks ago, as I was driving home from work, I noticed, by the entrance to the Pulaski Skyway, this odd message written in giant neon letters across the face of what appears to be an abandoned factory. |
 | | Apparently, this is a piece of conceptual art by Mary Ellen Carroll called "Indestructable Language." I read her explanation of it here, but I still don't understand the phrase or what this is supposed to accomplish, unless its goal is to perplex commuters and possibly cause accidents. |
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