The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Collect 'Em All #26

Mae Clarke
No. 11 in a series of 50 from Players Navy Cut cigarettes.
Born on August 18th, 1910 in Philadelphia, Mae Clarke wished for a stage career even during her schooldays. She studied dancing as a child and later made use of her training by applying for a dancer's job in the chorus. After making a hit in vaudeville and night clubs she went on the legitimate stage, and in 1929 began her screen career. She was soon in demand, and in her recent films she has shown that she is a clever dramatic actress. These include Flaming Gold, Lady of the Boulevards and Straight is the Way.

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