I am at the Dokumentar in Germany. Have been showing interest in one interactive art event and it is now my turn to participate. A woman leads me up a long corridor and sits me down. "It didn't happen right last time," she warns me, "Don't worry though."
Immediately I start to worry but I have no need. I am suddenly whisked off at high speed as if I am on a flying carpet, red stars sparkling underneath me. The ride is probably only 50 metres long, through an impossibly crowded passageway. I land totally exhilarated. Everyone looks at me as if I have done something amazing.
I explain - I've done this once before - years ago in exactly the same spot.
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