Cher Public

When I am down to earth


What does it mean anyway to get to know a diva, and why exactly would we wish to do such a thing? We wait outside stage doors, have ourselves photographed with them, and in rare instances, become their friends, but why them? We haven’t chosen to know them as we know our friends, with the idea we have things in common. We’ve chosen them.

And here I am, plunging headlong into presumptuous first-person plural.

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