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Tracey Emin's first retrospective turfs up new depths, but her famous pieces are still as extrovert as ever, minus the tent (every boy she ever shagged was listed on the inside, but it was lost in a fire) and the bed (owner Charles Saatchi is saving it for a 2012 exhibit).
The artistic equivalent of passing out, pissed, after a mad night on the tiles, but always tempered with the sobering light of the morning after.
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