Revolutionary: “I truly want to fuck the framework.”
Ally: “I thought you were ace, bro.”
Revolutionary: “I meant fuck UP the framework!”

This week, the Nass investigates the future of art, probes at prosopagnosia, and contemplates a cure for heartsickness.

In the final issue of our forty-fourth volume, the Nass interrogates the illusion of control in the beauty ideal, attempts to translate a scandalous conversation, and cracks open the meanings of “fault.”
Revolutionary: “I truly want to fuck the framework.”
Ally: “I thought you were ace, bro.”
Revolutionary: “I meant fuck UP the framework!”