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Artists are paid to dance at the edge of the cliff--the closer to the edge the more they get paid. Christos has walked at the very verge. He must walk at the edge and dodge the arrows shot at him by those unhappy with is vision. Before the gates were installed Christos had created a loaded moment. Expectations. Upon installation the moment exploded brilliantly for some and sighed like a smokey dud to others.