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2008.05.09

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Peter

When I buried my sixteen-year-old cat, I felt as if I were saying goodbye to good chunk of my past. My condolences.

I love that last paragraph.

teresa Gilman

You've done it again, Jarrett. I'm weeping conspicuously in this quiet nearly deserted library. The women behind the desk look concerned, but they know I write, so they've not come over to see if I'm all right.

Thanks.

Teresa

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