But yeah. More about the opening. There were blown-up images of Plotz covers, a glass case that housed Plotz-a-bilia (containing some of my treasured prison mail and the barrette that says JEW on it, sent by a "fan"), a random child handing out used cheese to people, and even a guy I knew from college who arrived wearing full make-up. It was quite the night. We also sold a bunch of zines and posters (which ahem, are still for sale). Don't you want one? Please want one. We printed so many of them... At any rate, it was nice and even got me a little, well, you know, farklempt. So sue me.
But yeah. More about the opening. There were blown-up images of Plotz covers, a glass case that housed Plotz-a-bilia (containing some of my treasured prison mail and the barrette that says JEW on it, sent by a "fan"), a random child handing out used cheese to people, and even a guy I knew from college who arrived wearing full make-up. It was quite the night. We also sold a bunch of zines and posters (which ahem, are still for sale). Don't you want one? Please want one. We printed so many of them... At any rate, it was nice and even got me a little, well, you know, farklempt. So sue me.
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