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Dear dear, This is how it ends. From the kitchen, there is a street light that is pulsing orange during the day. Many of the trees are bare, empty of their usual spring generosity. The street glows momentarily like a carrot stemming from the ground, and there is no one walking underneath, looking up, saying … Continue reading
If there is anything I think we are meant to do in this lifetime, it is to do everything to ensure others can think about anything livelily. In medicine, I often see the reverse. People are fed disinformation. They’re sick and dying and grasp on to whatever floats while they sink. Any advice is good, … Continue reading
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