Clown Show Prison Bookstore Space in Greenpoint

AS FROM MANESTI:

On the spinal ridge of the undoubtable fact that we know not what we are until we have already become something else, the Clown Show Prison, somewhere between incorporation and falsification, an inhuman body comprised of organic parts with an unending distasteful commitment to a pedagogy aware of itself, reaches out for help in pushing its hardly-grown body through the deafening canal. We need your help to flop out onto the linoleum floor and evade medical punishment! We need to move! Into a real commercial space! We have found a garage willing to take us!—US: not merely a bookstore but a flourishing pimple-head-fount in the center of a garden forgotten and overgrown yet inspiringly wild—and our host seems both passionate and reasonable.

We plan to open our arms fully in October, extending them from their newfound home in Greenpoint, and let this be a formally eternal invitation for all who want to read, study, or exchange ideas about whatever it is they spend their ideas on, to come and find us and show us yer peackocky cock feathers!

We are not afraid!..But, nonetheless we are financially fearful...We are not desperate!..Yet we know what good work charity does for one's complexion...And so we ask for any contributions to help us make the move to the Great Factory Showroom as smooth as possible. Each penny will help us pay the bills and live with both shape and form, regardless of content.

And, as always, contact us if you have books to donate or want to collaborate in any way!