Nancy is back again. But who is she? Words. Phrases. Chants. Sounds from a distinct world. The Supremes…why?
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In his own words:
“Nancy was always forgetting who she was. Sometimes she thought she was a large caterpillar crawling along the surface of an apple. She was drowning in bad habits but she was good with eggs. Growths are growths. Rats are rats. Rats have been in my pocket. I’ve got nothing left but eggs. I was cutting my hedge with teeth. It’s Sunday morning. That’s what you do.
The leaves are falling from the moon they are silver and deadly don’t touch them. Parts of the Earth are a silver wasteland. Burrow underground if you want to live.”
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