Coming down the hill whatever was there my detective loses a heel takes off both shoes enters the house objects of a discarded life how I looked hard at your occupation is what I felt wiped clean how I wrote the notes she wants to collate the information with rubber bands of ten thousand books in a library most of them just sitting there looking very read you cheeky bugger she thinks something has to be missing
objects of a discarded life
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there's your autobio title
...make it a posthumous autobio and I'll consider it
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