Rusty
Originally uploaded by douglasstruth
I remember the day long ago, in Portland OR, when the People of the Wall revealed themselves to me for the first time. They warned me: don't tell others about us. They said that not out of worry that they might be generally revealed to the world at large, but, as is usual with them, out of concern for my well-being. "No one will believe you," they said. "You'll be committed."
I'm so glad they were wrong. But maybe it means that no one believes anything I say.
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