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K.B.—The Precise Location To Scatter My Ashes.
No, I am not joking! Telegraph Avenue, Berkeley. When I was a kid, the Hells Angels would line up their choppers in front of the Med. Next door, to the left in the picture was the Blue Cue, a billiards parlor where some serious games were played. To the right was Pepe’s Pizza, where the
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Gnossienne 8
Gnossienne—The Awareness That Someone You’ve Known for Years Still Has a Private and Mysterious Inner Life “It’s a joy to get to know someone over the course of many years. Learning her secrets, the color of her humor, the precise vibration of the mind-gears turning inside her skull. But sometimes you look across the room
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