While I waited wracked with worry and hunger, the keeper and Suzy and Maria walked down the hill to the Paramount to see Wicked. That was one of the keeper's gifts to herself this year.
When she FINALLY got home very late and fed me, I heard about the great technical effects as well as the hermeneutic of suspicion, of dangerous suppressed memories and radical hope. I had no idea what she was talking about. I thought it was about witches. She said it was.
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