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The Tao of Lost Things

I have learned, now, the best way to find is without seeking, as, most often, I have merely laid to hand, in some place I was sure I would remember. the watch, I found in a coat pocket the bill, tucked into the book I had been reading lately, I half expect to discover you, doing the laundry or in the furnace room, waiting, next to the tool bench
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