2.18.26: Untitled 2 #88
13 There was some indication that Ursula, my Ursula, was behind the Ursula I currently projected—but I can’t be sure. I just say that because when I thought of Ursula, I saw some lines that represented a different woman, my woman? in yellow—and yellow was the color I had last observed when thinking of […]
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