We found DoDo in between musicological, archeological folders. Its audiovisual hybrid remains undecoded. Nevertheless, DoDo promised us via a virtual time machine that it will come with gifts of explosive surprise soaked in fytini in the years 2014 and 2015 a.C.

Till then, it has asked that we take the following into consideration:

* DoDo can become extinct and reappear as it pleases in order to remind us of our inability to annihilate it.

* DoDo discloses its wounds, but does not allow us neither to help it nor to feel sorry, not even to laugh with/at it.

* DoDo’s beak drips blood and condensed milk.

* DoDo does not like too much blah blah and every time we try to analyse it with cute words, it throws strange looks at us.