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The end of the world came barely noticed. We all expected some major fireworks, but in fact, things happened rather smoothly. The first change we reacted to was when our vision encircled by images went blank in the center. That blank glared out culture, knowledge, faith. So we stumbled on the outside, exited the Halls of Fame, the Love Tunnels, the Inventors’ Fairs, the Museums, the Church and Houses. When we first got out, we were overwhelmed by daylight, absolute darkness. No code for that, no sermon, no rating; just fresh air and some turns of bright and dim. Some needs called us together. Should we die? Plant some food? Catch a cold? Listen to the buzz of the short circuit in the lamp on the porch? Get married? At least, we concluded, we no longer had to pretend we knew it all. We looked around. We asked questions to which we did not know the answers. We could do it again.” G.K.

1967	born
1986	Matura Kantonsschule Ramibuhl, Zurich, Switzerland
1990	M.A. Ecole d’Arts Appliqués, Vevey, Switzerland
	Teaching assistant, Stanford University, CA; lives in Stanford, CA