fair,

“what city, having lost its original motivations, evolved into”; a button on the back so you can feel the warmth of humankind without jeopardizing your fleedom: nooks, corners, bustling thoroughfares, flight-accessible exhibits and galleries on all levels, live music, busy squares and quiet backyards — a kaleidoscope of faces, random small talks, mingling with minds without having to know them: a “loneliness in a crowd” experience. Fair-hopping — the “unquenchable crowd thirst” — can be addictive, esp. at the end of a life: retirees sometimes choose to live out the remainder inside their favorite permanent fair.  ■    A new fair may sprout from any gathering, planned or not (family-rooted fairs have a better success rate); it must, by definition, be open to all, though many end up as streampoints associated with specific cultures or metacollectives. Grounded or adrift, a newborn fair grows organically — homes, whole castles arrive and hook up; some thematic fairs become permanent but most are recurrent: every few years, mostly the same arf islands reassemble in mostly the same configurations for days or months of festivities.

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