There was a box and we found a book there. A blank book that I had titled ART, filling the pages with poems, aphorisms, photos, collages, and drawings. The date was 1987. I was showing it to my daughter, who wasn't impressed at all by it. I wasn't either. The contents were haphazard, the images without any impact. There was ambition behind it but no execution.
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The moon had a sticker of Mickey Mouse on it. It wasn't literally on the moon, but just positioned so that it looked that way from our particular vantage point. There was another cardboard cutout of Mickey Mouse close to the moon, that looked as though it were right next to it though of course it was much closer.
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