From its beginning, the group had an “irretrievable air of campness.”

“Oh no you fucking won't, if I don't want said virtue. You'll make yourself scarce, like a good sex-repulsed aroace.”

The plan: finally to accept you as a novice. Though even Sister Superior meets her Waterloo in you. A year, then home for good.

EB: We live in a special time of awakening. This is a historical moment for Egypt DS: In which many see you as a kind of messiah. EB: I neither can nor want to be a savior.