Greeting For Hen Night
Words No. 1 Transcription 
A rectangular white piece of six meters wide and twelve meters long. A girl takes a picture. On the left facing the wall, a door opened or closed as people enter or leave. Every fifty meters on the wall, cross bars of wood or hide tape separations wooden plates that form the walls of the room. A man and a woman, then a young girl enter the room. The girl is at the door. The other two people traverse a curve to come look at the words that a young girl dressed in black trying to trace the [wall] ink flows sometimes fall from the brush, run under the letters on the wall. In writing, the girl traces invisible lines on the floor. The wall is gran uleux. Amid the wall a few inches of soil, a telephone, the slim protection is damaged. At a little over a meter to his right looking at the wall outlet Couran t, which applies also damaged. Right corner of the wall, a plank of wood runs from floor to ceiling. Along the ceiling, on the vertical wall also runs a thin wooden board, or a piece of metal. In some places under the white paint, traces of scratches, holes filled. The wall is not completely [blank]. Can be seen in some places traces of dirt which are added the words and dripping ink. Along this wall, the floor was covered tasks. The room is empty except for the girl in black . You can hear noises outside, play [ties] screaming, sounds of ball, a door slamming. The rectangular room with walls less [fewer] white output only the sounds of brush that rubs against the wall and displacement of the girl in black writing.
The girl moved to face the blank wall next to the wall covered with words. The room is actually smaller than the measurements on the wall to the left of this wall when the look ahead. This wall to the left when viewed in front, a door painted in white. Another door is at its right end. Beside the door to the left, his right is a window convicted. On top of this window, painted white, is, is aligned with the top of the door. The lower edge of the window is about five feet from the ground. It is about two feet high and one meter long. A young girl enters, speaks to the girl in black. The girl who just entered the room described by walking a few curves in the room with walls less and less white. The girl stops at a given point of its trajectory. While taking photos, she speaks. Then she appears. To the right of the wall, looking across there to the left of the door therein, a rectangular column that rises from floor to ceiling. While the girl continues to fulfill the word wall, the room darkens. Someone talking on the phone. While the girl in black writing his hands turn black. The door to the left of the wall facing it opens, then closes. The room is empty except for the girl in black writing on the walls, his brush, ink is pail, and the walls are covered with words, the description of the room. The door opens. Two people enter, walk a few steps, stop and stare at walls. This wall has holes, like the wall located to the left when facing it. To the left of the right door, and right of the left door, being the face of this wall is the switches. Next to the column in the wall to the right of the wall facing it, someone asked a water bottle on the floor. Around this bottle, the ground is dotted with ink stains. There are all along this wall and along the left wall of it, drops falling from the brush soaked with ink, like the girl in black writing. A young girl enters, asks a question, made some rapid strides in the room, then quickly spring. The girl in black is not responding. She continues to write a description of the piece on the walls of the room. In some places the wall, you can see shoe prints. The girl in black is now on his knees to write down this wall. The ink of the words from the bottom of this wall appears lighter, slightly, than the words written at the top of the wall. At the bottom of this wall, a baseboard. At the bottom of the doors of iron reinforcement. This wall is now covered with words. The
girl took the bucket, and carried a curved path to face the wall, located to the right of that to which she just finished writing. This wall is cut into sections of a little over a meter in the vertical direction. To the left of the wall facing him, the separation is hidden by a strip of wood, the base is a rectangle about an inch on both. This wall, like two others already covered with words, full of small hills and small holes camouflaged by white paint. From outside the room just a slight buzz, a thump of falling object, a door that closes, the sound of a truck backing. The ink drips are becoming more numerous on the wall and the ground is increasingly dotted with black spots along this same wall. This wall is now half full of words. The play continues to darken. A person enters, speaks, takes pictures, then leaves the room. Another person opens the door, creating a gentle stream of air. She enters the room if [len] cieusement, a few steps, stops. On the left side of the wall facing him, some letters are already registered, raised the left wall. The truck stopped outside his ring back. A person enters the room, is for the person always in the room, which responds. The second person then came hurrying out. This wall is now covered with words, black.
The man in the room out discreetly. The girl in black has now perch at arm's length, and written on the ceiling. The ink as she writes, falls in large drops on her arms, her hair, her face. Gradually, as the walls of the room, she is covered in black. A young girl enters, takes a few steps Quick, stop, take some pictures move again in a few new photos and then leaves the room, closes the door. The pole of the red girl is covered in black streaks, turns black, like the hands that hold it. The ceiling is covered with paper, on which the words gradually covering the ceiling are written. There are three rows of three lights, each composed of two tubes. After finishing the previous text line, the girl in black moved his bucket about five feet away from the wall in a straight line perpendicular to the wall. A woman opened the door furthest corner of the ceiling. The other door seems doomed. In places in the ceiling, beyond small iron hooks, there's one at the beginning of this line of text, between words and little else. A woman opens the door, asking a question between. It takes a few steps to cross the room, and comes to the post near the wall farthest from the door opening behind the girl in black writing. A young girl enters so loud, talking, quickly moves around the room to take pictures and then off again. On leaving, she slammed the door. The time of silence, two other young girls come, talk, stand out. The young girl growing black continues to write on the ceiling. The woman placed in the back of the girl more and more black moves towards the door and leaves. The words continue to appear on the ceiling. Line after line. The writing is less regular. It is increasingly bleak. The ceiling is half full of words. A young girl in a cap opens the door, exclaims, talking to the girl more and more black. The young girl growing black answered a few words while continuing to write to the ceiling, then falls silent. The young girl observes the cap a little from the door, then goes away, closing the door. The light falls more and more. As it moves to the line, the girl advanced the bucket of ink from a meter or two on me [me] perpendicular to the wall that is in the back of the girl more and more black. A young girl opens the door, asks a question, a few steps into the room, stares at the wall to which the girl more and more black faces and then spring. The girl almost tripped over the bucket black ink, which does not spill. In places in the ceiling, the brackets interfere with the progression of the brush, as well as lights and cross bars located under the paper. A group of people open the door, enter, whispering, then quiet. We hear footsteps, sounds of paper, someone who is coughing, a click of the camera. People go out one by one in the room. Some stayed, while again a group enters the room. To the right of the ceiling, in the sense of reading, and almost above the door, a defect in the paper can see that there is a hole in the ceiling. Gradually, the room is empty, the light gradually decreases. The girl is now only in black and the ceiling
is covered with words. Someone opens the door but does not, then between every few seconds. Another person follows her silently. A third enters, speaks with the first. The bucket is located about eight feet of wall that faces us when we read these lines. There is even less light than previously. The floor is covered with a lightweight and transparent. The floor is made of plastic slabs of a very light gray with small black streaks. It is also re [covered] paint job in places. The coating material is also covered tasks. What are the ink drops that fell from the brush when the young black girl wrote on the walls and ceiling. A man opened the door and entered the room very dark walls, ceiling, covered the description of the room. The description also covers part of the floor now. Man is situated opposite the door, then along the wall, along the sides of paper to the corner, stops, looks. The room darkens quickly, there will soon be nothing to see. You can hear a few passing cars, the sound of stools that scrape the floor with laughter. The man moves silently to the door, opened it gently. A stream of light passes through the door. The man stops, leaving the door open for a while and then shut the door. It is now very dark. Fine rays of light are drawn on the contour of the two doors in the room, and ordered the window on the left wall when you read his lines. The ground is half covered with words. The room in the dark becomes unreadable. A young girl enters the room, took a flash picture, then another. It's dark. The girl who just entered the girl and now leave the room completely dark. The light is there again. The girl in black enters the room, and starts writing on the ground. Three quarters of the ground are covered with words. A young man followed the girl in black in the room continues to fill with words. It moves many in the room and takes photos. He traveled the four corners of the room, crouches, stands up, taking photos. He sneezes, blows his nose, walked to the door and leaves. The girl in black continues to write. The closer it is the wall that is behind it, the more room is filled with words. The soil here is more than the opposite constellation of ink blots that fell from the words written on the ceiling. These tasks disappear beneath the words that the girl in black continues to write. The young income continues to take pictures. The floor is now covered with black words.
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