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…nd the grave, as if it were their intrinsic birthright, their sacred religion. They were not alone. It seemed that half the taciturn town was programmed this way and there were consequences for every whisper, every roll of the eye and click of the tongue, even for those who moved away, as I once did to attend university.
Connie Song
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Sounds like New England! Shades of my ex in laws
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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