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Everyone's got a version of the same story, or maybe there's no such thing as the same story; it's a different story every time.
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Then you are a poet?' she asked, fingering the flyer in her pocket. 'No not at all,' he waved his hand. 'I am merely a character in a poem.
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No single imagination is wild or crass or cheesy enough to compete with the collective mindlessness that propels our fascination forward.
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Just cuz you get to the end doesn't mean you know what happened.
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Time could heal, but it wouldn't make wrongs go away. Time came back like a reminder. Time folded with memory. In a moment, everything could fold itself up, and time stand still.
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