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    "That trip sensitized me to the idea that solo diners could be an important part of our business and should be welcomed accordingly. When I thought about how much time and care I put into choosing where to take myself to dinner, and how often I recommended those places that treated me well (and conversely, how strongly I warned everyone off the inhospitable ones), I knew that treating solo diners as royalty was both the right thing to do and smart business…I have always felt that solo guests pay us the ultimate compliment by joining us for a meal. Their visit has no ulterior motive (it involves no business, romance, or socializing). These guests simply want to do something nice for themselves, chez nous. Why wouldn’t we reward that?"

    Danny Meyer, Setting the Table: The Transforming Power of Hospitality in Business

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    “What caused the problem with movie theaters is not Netflix, but YouTube,” (Antonelli) says. “What is making the old temples crumble is not smaller temples, but it’s rather this kind of polytheism—you know, you make your own gods.”
Which means that museums “really have to help people do their own form of art. And when you say art, it’s not Plasticine sculptures anymore, but it may be a spoken word.”

    Or, she says, “it might be a video game.”


    The Most Modern Curator

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    "But one genre of music still maintains the will to encompass the whole of life, to include all forms of art at once and to unite them in the service of constructing new worlds. That genre is opera."

    The Quietus | Opinion | The Quietus Essay | Fictions Built Upon Fictions: The Decline Of Totality In Pop

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    "If only one knew what to remember or pretend to remember. Make a decision and what you want from the lost things will present itself. You can take it down like a can from a shelf. Perhaps."

    Sleepless Nights, Elizabeth Hardwick

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    Keep your splendid silent sun,

    Keep your woods, O Nature, and the quiet places by the woods,

    Keep your fields of clover and timothy, and your corn-fields and orchards

    Keep the blossoming buckwheat fields where the Ninth-month bees hum;

    Give me faces and streets — give me these phantoms incessant and endless along the trottoirs!

    Give me interminable eyes — give me women — give me comrades and lovers by the thousand!

    Let me see new ones every day — let me hold new ones by the hand every day!

    Give me such shows — give me the streets of Manhattan!


    Walt Whitman’s Raunchy Ode to New York City | Brain Pickings

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    (Source: coffeeslut, via thetinhouse)

  8. thesmithian:

    Bird trifflin’ basically, kill an everyday workin’ man and all. I mean, don’t get it twisted, I do some dirt, too, but I ain’t never put my gun on nobody who wasn’t in the game.

    [look of the hour]

    (Source: bodiebroadus)

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    "If you’re missing someone, and you’re never going to see them again, don’t do it at night, and don’t do it alone. Do it with friends, during the day. Celebrate the life."

    Guy Garvey, Elbow, about an hour ago. Also fuck you Guy Garvey.



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