I try, but I can't do it. The Moscoso attempt stalled. The 3rd Reich never happened. I can't stand living this way- and it's because my grandmother has her psychic Baba Yaga hooks in me. I haven't been able to do art ever since she was in my living room. And now there is the prospect, the likely prospect, that I have to live with her again, after
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