excerpts
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“Scrapbooks” chapter The Mysterious Case of Me & Hannah Upp
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The dreams were a torrent of material; Poetself could barely keep up. I wrote of and from them incessantly in notebooks I carried with me everywhere – to the coffee shop down the street on the tiny strip, to the couch on the Dream Factory’s rickety front porch, to the laundromat, at the desk that…
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That I had known it when you were with me…my life, as full and good as you made it, might have been richer. A guru is an esteemed teacher, one who leads by example and who is a master. A guru is equal to the most important family members; in fact, he becomes a family…
