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study the sensibly planted maps as while walking to the primary platform for waiting .. look for the ceiling but see a sky instead, with concrete clouds .. follow the broad painted arrows .. rectangular clouds in a geometric dome forming a half-cylindered tunnel in the underground .. people move quickly up & down the stairwells .. the main floor opens unto a cavern concrete revealing additional layers; platforms, stairs, tracks & trains; the descent into the underground is by way of broad formal stairs, several levels .. tickets are available by the central kiosk which is peopled or by machine ..

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we arrive to a platform inside the underground in a sterilized light ..

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the moving cell is populated by 40 or 50 or more people, as is, the next movable cell & another .. everyone enters & exits with determined reserve; from or to home, work or the market .. the sound of people talking, the brush of bodies moving about, doors opening doors closing, trains slowing down & trains accelerating & the invisible narrator overhead..

one stop for three – one, two, & three – minutes, an animated painting of a tree-lined tidy street; a slum;

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we avoid looking directly at our neighbor in front of us or next to us .. we are bodies & thought moving thru space; space bathed by clear light & darkened light alternately .. and as we emerge from the tunnels; further along the green line red line & blue; we see the city dismembered .. half a city block, there, in one glimpse; three people, in another moment, conversing on an ornate balcony, over here, & in different instance; a sharp yellow blot of sun in day, a pale yellow blot of moon in night ..

ii

there is music in the tunnels, a combination of metallic wind, the shrill voice of a narrator overhead; the conversation of all of us, who are waiting .. public art, murals & ads require a short attention span as a multi-car train slides to a halt .. metro riders surge as a force unto the waiting train cars, whilst an equivalent force surges outward .. everyone settles inside & doors closes .. inside everyone settles, closing doors .. the train escalates from white light into the black ..

i

look for the ceiling but see a sky instead, with concrete clouds .. rectangular clouds in a geometric dome forming a half-cylindered tunnel in the underground ..

19

walking in the pearl district; amidst the renewal of lofts & warehouses & the creation of new slender urban parks & the new city regulations; time is everywhere. it is simultaneously morning & afternoon.

17

mount hood with its whiten cone, is an anchor for the city. it can be seen most days, seemingly, floating in the air. long-time residents point to it reliably in the east.

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it is discernible, the transition from the massive public buildings on the south park blocks onto the massive ones on the university campus. there are more people here walking everywhere & in the air, the sound of sporting events or musical events.