I have the story of a man who tells stories. I have told himrepeatedly that I don’t believe his stories.
“You’relying,” I said, “You’re fibbing, you’re making things up, you’re having me on.”
That didn’t impress him. He continued unperturbed, and whenI called out: “You liar, you fibber, you yarn-spinner, you legpuller!,” hegazed at me for a long time, shook his head, smiled sadly and then said sosoftly that I almost felt ashamed of myself: “There is no such place asAmerica.”
SOLUTION: This book integrates custom die-cuts of the Western World's known existence of "America." Overtime it reveals more and more of the "fabrication," as letters show throw the shapes. Will the man believe the myth?