And I knew at the same time that in the end, at the last minute, Nunu would in fact lock away the silver, and that later still, once the silver was forgotten, when we discussed the whole thing, thething that could not be hidden, Nunu would be somewhere nearby with her keys, in her best black dress, with her wrinkles, with her silent, observant caution.
Most people start at the bottom, playing gigs in pubs and clubs, writing songs and sending demos to record labels in the hope that someone, somewhere will spot thehidden talent and sign them up as the next big thing.