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I’m reading James Lee Burke right now and always wonder why I even attempt to write when I read one of his books. Such a living prose.
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I hear you. Happens regularly to me, so smooth and inviting that the stereo seizes you and time slips by. Then, it’s, sigh, try, try again.
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