there's something orgasmic about people that don't have identities and have been thinking about burqas a lot in the past two days. i' m considering committing to wearing fully-covering all black and hajibs everyday from now on. anything is possible when your brain is fried in moonlight.
but i know what you mean. the suspense is always total kundalini compared to fulfillment of what suspense is led to.
this is a fun little performance art project. yo, i think that lack of response is now serving as a happy accident. that's quaint!