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While Working on The Ten Thousand Things

8/17/07

Still chewing on this Fisherman revision. Have to get it right. Has to be remarkable. Can’t just sit there like a placeholder, prosaic and flabby. Needs to be sharp and murky, like an exchange of knives.

 

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