“Always fucking chasing rainbows” by Paul Rizzo, Four Eleven Gallery, in the East End of Provincetown, MA.
Part 1: Friday, February 29-May 18, Year Zero
The pod started out seeming like such a good solution. One couple would ask another couple or maybe two if they would want to all swap and share deadly germs.
Such language among adult friends used to sound white-person- cocktail-party trashy. No longer. The ménage à trois “three couple bubble” among remote professionals with children became de rigueur overnight.
This kind of everyone knowing the same thing at the same time wasn’t quite new. Quick…