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Never met a Jimmy we didn't like

Though the excursion to Dolittle Land was less than optimal, our morning conversations after that often landed on the topic of further exploration.  Should we “do” something else? To be truthful, it was I who would direct the conversational plane in that direction.  L is satisfied with the relaxing life.  I try to be, but […]

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NOTES FROM THE BASEMENT FILES When I pass the oven at certain times of day, like 3:50, I wonder if I’m heating something.  The numbers cease to be clock or temperature reading–just indeterminate.  I must pause, open the door, and feel for heat.  Then 3:51 hits and it becomes a clock again.   A shirtless […]

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