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I decided that if I was never going to sell anything as long as I lived, I might as well do what I want to do 'cause then at least I would've done what I wanted to do in life. What's that worth?

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
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Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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purification in fire. public cremation
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His voice was cloves and nightingales, it took us to spice markets in the Celebs, we drifted with him on a houseboat beyond the Coral Sea. We were like cobras following a reed flute.
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I took the volume to a table, opened its soft, ivory pages... and fell into it as into a pool during dry season.
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I closed my eyes to watch tiny dancers like jeweled birds cross the dark screen of my eyelids.
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she’s not as pretty as you,” I said “But she’s a simpler girl,” my mother whispered.
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