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The bees in my stomach are dead and getting used to it.

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Richard Brautigan
Age: 49 †
Born: 1935
Born: January 30
Died: 1984
Died: October 25
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Tacoma
Washington
Richard Gary Brautigan
Bees
Stomach
Dead
Getting
Used

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