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„As long as I kept moving, my grief streamed out behind me like a swimmer’s long hair in water. I knew the weight was there but it didn’t touch me. Only when I stopped did the slick, dark stuff of it come floating around my face, catching my arms and throat till I began to drown. So I just didn’t stop.“ OK BARBARA KINGSOLVER 😭 TWIST THE KNIFE MORE, WILL YOU?

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