ROT is doing everything at the wrong age.
ROT is psychic invasion.
ROT is murder.
Fog is ROT.
The divorce party is ROT.
Contemporary dance is ROT, hip hop is not.
ROT is practicing too much theory.
Concrete is ROT.
ROT does not make (one) sense.
ROT is Shanghai.
ROT is a dysfunctional family.
ROT is a bullet to the head.
ROT is psychotic.
ROT is having at least one session of EMDR.
ROT is tears and gnashing of teeth.
Incense is very ROT.
ROT is Milan.
ROT is little joy.
Back and neck are ROT.
ROT is constant metamorphosis, without end and without end.
ROT is dogmatism.
ROT is exile on earth.
ROT is the color of oxygen-laden blood.
ROT is several grams.
ROT is going south.
Being morbidly attached to memory is ROT.
ROT is following some rules, and breaking them too.
ROT is late spring.
ROT is mega queer.
ROT is non-street.
ROT is unheroic.
ROT is aspiring for freedom by constructing rules.
ROT is elephantine.
ROT is genocide of bees.
ROT is taking a taxi.
ROT is the word of the year. Of any year.
ROT means "rot" in English.
Getting your papers read while working on Excel is ROT.
White flowers are ROT, violets are ROT, daisies are not.
ROT is a shred of evil.
ROT is aspiring to perfection and then destroying it.
ROT is sacrifice.
ROT is Dharma.
ROT is decontextualizing oneself.
ROT is spending more than you earn.
ROT is analog and technological.
ROT is the pleasure principle.
ROT is Teutonic harmony.
ROT is a rigid boundary.
ROT is the threshold between sensuality and shyness.
ROT is passive citizenship.
ROT is an “Aristocratica” song.
ROT is electrical cables.
ROT is memento mori.
ROT is lightness and gravity together.
ROT is angelic intelligence.
ROT is blown glass.
Mummies are very ROT.
ROT is Lazio and Emilia-Romagna: the center that is not south and the north that is not center.
ROT is a body without organs.
ROT is life, death and miracles.
ROT is 69.
ROT is bad manners.
ROT is dressed to kill.
ROT is running.
ROT is wanting to get laid and not getting laid.
ROT is having fun when others are bored.
Brutalism is ROT.
To have nothing left to read about Dostoevsky and to binge on TikTok is (brain) ROT.
ROT is serotine desolation.
ROT is hiding.
White cubes are ROT, period rooms are not.
Electrochoc is ROT.
ROT is the threshold between solid and fluid.
The staircases are ROT.
ROT is underground.
ROT is fidelity to the line.
ROT is furnishing a loft with Baroque paintings.
Unbuttoning is very ROT.
To be bored while others are having fun is ROT.
ROT means “red” in German.
ROT is discipline that hates itself.
ROT is clogs.
Fountains are ROT.
ROT is the attempt to free oneself from tension without ever succeeding.
Marble is ROT.
Psychomagic is ROT.
Smoked glass is ROT.
Gloves are mega ROT.
ROT is the outfit for singing an “Electrochoc.”
ROT is persistently trying to define the indefinable.
ROT is Queen of Chinatown.
Eardrum-busting voices are ROT.
ROT is ripping a cashmere dress while dancing to techno.
ROT is Tarkovsky.
ROT is today's surrealist living room: a techno room.
ROT is white magic.
ROT is revolt against the modern world.
ROT is cashmere and lycra.
Sudden changes of register are ROT.
ROT is magnificence.
ROT is Reality Orientation Therapy.
ROT is growing up dysfunctional.
ROT is denial of the crowd.
ROT is Manhattan.
ROT is Fritz Lang.
ROT is empire.
ROT is tamaracky, but chic (but chic as hell).
ROT is penthouse with a view.
ROT is fog and plains.
Dostoevsky is ROT, Tolstoy is not.
ROT is candy.
ROT is the threshold between form and formlessness.
Fire is ROT.
Deflowering is ROT.
ROT is afterlife.
ROT is staticity.
ROT is PVC windows.
De Chirico's paintings are ROT, Savinio's paintings are ROT.
ROT is interrupted conversation.
ROT is Bergman.
ROT is vertigo.
Steel is very ROT.
ROT is different planes of reality.
ROT is improvising following the script.
Floor heating is ROT, thermostats not at all.
ROT is without beginning, without end, without gender, without size.
ROT is abundance but passion for the essential.
ROT is Annarella.
ROT is “deep red oblique symmetry.”
Ghost stories are ROT.
ROT is heat wave.
ROT is repulsion.
Gothic is ROT.
ROT is emptiness.
Arte Povera is ROT, Pop Art is not.
ROT is daytime depression.
Decorum is not ROT.
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