Time is that forward-moving arrow and also, in the freedom of our minds, a gently flowing river. [...]
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Time is that forward-moving arrow and also, in the freedom of our minds, a gently flowing river. [...] Gummy, as I came to call her at the age of two, came from a time with butter churns and trains and hats and gloves. Her biscuit recipe was no different. [...]  |
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