There was one of those flyers on a telephone pole in my neighborhood. That’s how I learned it was @Aubrey Ingram
in my dream, in a prominent but non-speaking role.
She was a gray and musty traveling agent. Spector Grade: Identification Moth. Comfortable in my bedroom when I thought I was awake in the morning sunlight. Flitting through with glad tidings.
At least that was the part. Something like “Cassandra” but that seems too corny. But it was Aubrey Ingram for sure, I could tell from the picture on the flyer. So I scanned the QR code and landed here.