the cry of 'ink to print' came to light Platypus The Eclectic, eclectic culture of aperiodic.
Paperback, 17 x 24 in 140g satin paper, two-color and color cover to browse with care. In a swing of five editorial pages are chasing, interviews, imaginary solutions, and pictorial trifles up to the manifesto at number 1 reads: 'Platypus does not like the classification'.
"The gods had condemned Sisyphus to ceaselessly rolling a boulder up to the top of a mountain, from which the stone fell to the action of its own weight.
They had thought with some reason, that there is terrible punishment than futile and hopeless labor "
Without the hopes and boulders the drafting of the Eclectic Platypus tries to investigate the boundary between work and work, attracted by the infinite power of the latter, more rough sense. The survey crosses
sides are hidden or ill-concealed the existence, under-evaluating the curriculum and lists the determinism of "trades" to overstate the talent mixed unconscious. Platypus
look for and offers imaginary solutions to real needs, is a physics without "meta", but broken in half to show their guts. All you
dizzying whirlwind inside is eclectic, moist and bright, restless, formless substance that belongs to those who did not come from a mold. Platypus is a megaphone, an amplifier in which all sides of the expression can be pointed out or complained, a chorus of many voices: contributions, interviews, reviews, graphite without the requirement of "Kalòs. Preferring
talent to the complaint, we appreciate the butcher's meat, but not the most hidden his passion for knives, not the words of the writer but his voice never sung, not the Sisyphean effort to climb the mountain but the lightness of descending.
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