When we die we stop moving, our place in the world is finally certain. Life is a confusing mess, and it's not until death that what we are is known. There is firmness in becoming a corpse. The same solidity is achieved by celebrities and those who present themselves as means of self creation: there performers become their bodies. As we all do at the moment of our death.
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