Compression: Jessie Nash
“A few seconds of memory from childhood that haunt us in nightmares and flashbacks through to adulthood—the seemingly innocent toy that we feared for unclear reason, that menace with parts that weren’t detachable, frozen forever as one with its tricycle, or inside a car, on a merry-go- round. A hand-me-down we never really wanted but were supposed to laugh at or be entertained by. Those few clockwork seconds, breeding nightmares in fevers ever since.” — Jessie Nash
