Zoe Trope...

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...is lost on me. It's not the gayness--or, lesbianess, if you will--it's that she has...no...point. Three hundred slices of trees and at the end what do you have? Some fragments and a headache from trying to figure them out and arrange them into some sort of meaningful display. But maybe that's the point, mmm? She did that on purpose...or she's insane, one of the two. I get it. I get it. But what is it that I get?