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2003-12-11

It's all these last time meetings for the last time, for real, the absolute last for now.

Claire gave us this apple with marshmallows and cotton stuck to it--looking like a sumo santa. She seems on repeat always. It will always be that way, until she dies.

She says that when she has asked about ladies' husbands and aunts that they have turned out to be dead. No, she died. Russ busts up at the story. She says she's not asking anymore.

Stuck between and not wanting to completely engage in these last meetings.

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All these starts and stops. The overwhelming need to revise now. Wanting to learn it and save up the puzzle pieces for individual viewing for others. Maybe the piece will fit elsewhere, maybe only a tight nub in crook.



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