I am listening to this roaring box in my home. It is a great machine that has eight tubes
filled with flames and a blower forcing air over them and throughout my home
keeping me warm. I am always thankful I am
not in charge of heating the world because the sun would be a massive steel box
that roared over head blowing heat hither and yon and we would all be
screaming, “WHATTA YOU SAY?”
Olafur Eliasson's Weather Project Tate, London |
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