Sunday, September 29, 2024

Me, I

  I knew after undergrad and before grad school.  Actually I "got it" as a dead body was falling out a window and all those people in where the body fell out from were thinking they were each and together above the law.

  I closed that door--start career in NYC.  And it wasn't long before I got writing work on a paper in Vermont.  That was a cool job.




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