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it was my friend nicholson who told me the story of the chicken wire mother one night in maryann's eating nachos in the east village with his girlfriend rosa it's strange; he started talking about his mother and how she never wanted to touch his body even when he was sick and needed gentleness which is funny because she was a doctor and since my own mother is a psychologist this kind of struck me as a bit familiar what is it about growing up in the suburbs? sterility that breaks out in hysteria memories of cheerios and formica where do we fit among the kitchen tiles? too many anxieties left unconscious which is why we hang around in the village which is why we sit there talking about past feelings which is the story of the chicken wire mother
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