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The Saturday Paper 4 h Australia

Sami and I had been looking into a hopeful future. We might have, I had suggested, depending on the season and the weather, a picnic, in order for him to have met my Melbourne friends. I had even mooted having two events: dividing the poets from the non-poets, so that it would then have been easier for him to have remembered who was a poet and who wasn’t. I hadn’t imagined that I could have...

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