Map

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I once had to dress The Map in Dora ‘The Motherfuckin’ Explorer on stage in Belfast. It was one of the low points in my life. The Map herself was a bit of a self-entitled gal, very demanding and a bit of a prima donna.
The Map was a symbol. I dreamed last night about a map that led me to discovering a bunch of people from another country that had been given up as lost. I knew from looking at the colours on the map where they were. I had a ‘moment’ of intuition. They were on the west coast of an island somewhere in the Earth’s meridian line or just below.

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