Cicerone thinks about a remix of the future and the future of the past.
The future is not what it used to be but the future of the past can be rebranded in the present. Remade, remodelled, retrofitted, retooled, remixed, whatever.
Facelifting and image-morphing of urban blight. Utopian architecture of high modernism, icons of a future society that became social problems of a recent past, faulty towers in grey development zones of post industrializing cities, now repurposed as luxury nests for hedge fund operatives. Change the name , erase all traces of former occupancy, all traces of a vision of a future that never happened.
The past was a bright light future, forged in white heat, white light, a velvet-gloved iron fist of social programming. The past was the future, and the future becomes an inverse reflection of a vividly glowing past, or maybe not quite that, maybe a reflection of a reflection multiplied to infinity. Welcome to this hall of mirrors, welcome to the fun house.
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