Why are we here if not to love the unlovable, the damaged, the marred, each other? And how can we love each other unless we know each other, and how can we know each other unless we live in small communities-and these can exist in big cities, too-in a face-to-face existence? Otherwise we're just passin' through.It is our responsibility, our ennobling duty, to those who have gone before and those who will come after, to say their names, to tell the stories that attach to those names, to embroider those stories, to make myth of the quotidian, to make poetry of the prosaic.
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