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Most of them never know I lost them, it was so one-sided. And sometimes my grandmother shows up in my dreams as her 1950s self, with her hair all curled and tells me it's overheardnew york going to be ok, while others just visit in overheardnew york real life and have no fucking idea that their words are like words from the dead to overheardnew york me----Oh, I've lost my place----No, really. And I think wouldn't it be easier to go back to the milk carton system, so that my identity could sustain itself on those slightly-smelly hollow cardboard objects, and I could leave all this flesh and blood out of it. You know, when we moved, my mother must have thrown away all those cartons, and I never once missed them. I was just fine without them. Really. It's like they wanted to be left behind, so what's it to me? I am just fine without them. Oh, well, I've moved on.
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