Why would he want to wash their faces with mushrooms?
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>From: Halvard Johnson <[log in to unmask]>
>Sent: Apr 4, 2013 3:37 PM
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>Subject: Fwd: [Entropy and me] North American Journeys, 1
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>One summer day, Merce Cunningham and I took eight children to Bear Mountain
>Park. The paths through the zoo were crowded. Some of the children ran
>ahead, while others fell behind. Every now and then we stopped gathered all
>the children together, and counted them to make sure none had been lost.
>Since it was very hot and the children were getting difficult, we decided
>to buy them ice cream cones. This was done in shifts. While I stayed with
>some, Merce Cunningham took others, got them cones, and brought them back.
>I took the ones with cones. He took those without. Eventually all the
>children were supplied with ice cream. However, they got it all over their
>faces. So we went to a water fountain where people were lined up to get a
>drink, put the children in line, tried to keep them there, and waited our
>turn. Finally, I knelt beside the fountain. Merce Cunningham turned it on.
>Then I proceeded one by one to wash the children's faces. While I was doing
>this, a man behind us in line said rather loudly, "There's a washroom over
>there." I looked up at him quickly and said, "Where? And how did you know I
>was interested in mushrooms?"
>
>--John Cage, *Silence*
>
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