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I was at the garden, informing me that I had thirty days to leave the house I had lived in for forty-four years.
I stood on my own porch and I read it twice, and I want to tell you what I felt, because it was not what I expected. I had expected, if I had ever imagined such a moment, to feel rage or despair. What I felt instead was a terrible clarifying continue reading …
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