MuuMuu House

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MuuMuu House is a recurring organization in the Collected Agenda archive, appearing 3 times across 3 issues between May 19, 2024 and June 06, 2024. The archive places it in contexts such as “MuuMuu House reading at EARTH with August Lamm, Dasha Nekrasova”; “MuuMuu House reading at EARTH”; “MuuMuu House reading at EARTH with August Lamm, Dasha Nekrasova, Jordan Castro”. It most often appears alongside Chloe Pingeon, Dasha Nekrasova, New York.

Metadata

  • Category: Organizations
  • Mention count: 3
  • Issue count: 3
  • First seen: May 19, 2024
  • Last seen: June 06, 2024

Appears In

  • [[issues/2024-05-19_1-collected-agenda_full|COLLECTED AGENDA #1]]
  • [[issues/2024-05-28_collected-agenda-2_full|COLLECTED AGENDA #2]]
  • [[issues/2024-06-06_collected-agenda-3_full|COLLECTED AGENDA #3]]

Source Context

Recovered passages from the original issue text. When the raw archive preserved outbound links inside the source passage, they are listed directly under the quote.

May 19, 2024 · Original source
Tuesday, May 28 - MuuMuu House reading at EARTH with August Lamm, Dasha Nekrasova, Jordan Castro, Rebecca Grace Cyr, Tao Lin, Writers Life Tips
May 28, 2024 · Original source
Tuesday, May 28 at 7pm -MuuMuu House reading at EARTH with August Lamm, Dasha Nekrasova, Jordan Castro, Rebecca Grace Cyr, Tao Lin, Writers Life Tips
June 06, 2024 · Original source
I’m making every effort to walk to the MuuMuu House Dasha Tao Lin Writers Life Tips reading on time, but I arrive at 7:01pm and I already can’t get in the door. I’m standing on the street for a while while my sister goes to Casetta and my friends arrive. Smoking - one cigarette, drinking: nothing, until someone offers me water because I am looking depleted. The sky is all orange because it’s sunset but lots of cloud cover. It’s the best sky color in the world, someone is saying. Remember when the whole day turned orange from the forest fires last summer, someone else is saying. I remember the bright orange sky obviously, and also that there was a plague of locusts that descended on the East River, and that Shannon and I had to run from the Brooklyn Bridge through a storm of gnats and thick red air before ducking somewhat unwelcome into Swan Room.