I used to go to my special hiding place down by the river where I could just sit away from everyone and think.
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I used to go to my special hiding place down by the river where I could just sit away from everyone and think.
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…but they just wanted to see another side of life, looking for a “teaching.” He just accepted me as I was, not a Beatnik yet, not radicalized yet, not anti-anything, just inquisitive. I loved his shop.
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