Bitter or larger, beer excites and sends to sleep. It despenses aither loud-mouth or hangover. It may join peolple togheter and drive them apart. It typifies gestures, desires, failures. It gets a memory. The beer, you may go out with it and you may drink it. Inside of you, it gets transformed and it transformes you on its turn. It creates tiny utopias ideas, an all night long. In a way, it also typifies the strange relations you've got with things, with the world around you: you drink without really knowing what's inside it and what it is. Beer is both an obvious and confused gist.
