July 24, 2003 Montreal <snip /> Anyway, there are two things I'll remember about my studio : On the far fall, as you walk in, the previous occupant had fixed a towel rack to the wall. Over that, she glued mirrored glass which had been cut into individual letters to spell the word : F U C K E R On the near wall, as you walk in, there was an old and short filing cabinet that had been left behind. I didn't use it at first; I just moved it out of the way a lot. Finally, I did a Big Cleanup and put the cabinet near a table where I could easily reach things like tape and pencils and erasers. The first time I opened the top drawer to put something in it I found myself staring at a single fridge-poetry magnet that had wedged itself into the corner where the drawer's bottom met its face. It said : LUST Like I said, the rest of the year was really just one false start after another.