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Right, I wondered

by @kenpepiton

Ai, as it is, in my nature, my bend in the river, rounding an edge, drop off… question I have ever had, is how's they do it? Jeffers and Emerson, rich men, to begin with, eh, what a difference a childhood makes, or a pension, I suppose, as good as rich, growing old and happy, satisfied, with what the rich man had, had he had this satisfactory mind, in my time.
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77 / M / Pine Valley CA
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Written by
kenpepiton
77 / M / Pine Valley CA
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Nov 2, 2022
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Immersed in the life and work of men who may have seen the monstor pickling its liver, as now it's liver is nearly gnawed gone... in the civilized mind.

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