Unsettled, but isn't it interesting what constitutes the outsider. The person inside who does not feel like they naturally would be there. The sales person in the intellectual snob clique of booksellers. The migrant who arrived twenty years ago. The person who has been ousted but has nowhere to go. And is the outsider still a good thing, a thing to be cherished. Or are we back at that deathly cycle again
May 24
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