The Devil's Diaries
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Saturday, 4 April 2015
Diary entry, January 9, 1983
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Dear Diary, Today we went to church. Yuck! We bought some rolls and French bread after church. Mom got a pass today. She came dow...
Letter to Ryan, December 12, 1989
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I talked to my grandma on Sunday (or should I say shouted? She’s incredibly deaf). I told her Steve, Erica, and I might come on the 24 ...
The Garden Path
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Friday, 3 April 2015
1992
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I bumped into the memory man the other day— (we’ve been crossing paths often lately)— and I listened to small things which gave m...
Tomorrow
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"and they all want the same thing Not to lie under the earth but to walk upon it without crutches" ― Peter Weiss , The Pers...
Diary entry, April 17, 2004
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I had a dream last night that I was visiting Joan. It was night and I was in the bedroom, dialling Ryan’s number on my cell phone—I only...
Thursday, 2 April 2015
Shackled
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