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Superball was a “temporary” Playa name bestowed upon me by a friend, the one year I went to Burning Man—because, like the ball, I was colorful and unpredictable. Also I inadvertently broke things. I still unpredictably bounce around here and there and break things (but no longer dye my hair bright colors or dress as flashy, as I’ve transitioned from space pixie to woods witch—albeit one who is still All The Colors in spirit).