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If God Speaks Through Burning Bushes, Let's Burn Bush and Listen to What God Says.

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Lorrie Moore
Age: 67
Born: 1957
Born: January 13
Faculty Member
Novelist
Writer
Glens Falls
New York
Bush
Burning
Listen
Says
Speak
Bushes
Burn
Speaks

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An agony. The exit like the entrance - but reserved. A palindrome: gut-tug.
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