the hotel indigo in asheville met our per diem, which i never expected --- i liked the design, but some of the finishes not so much --- the condos on top must have a spectacular view of the mountains and the city --- very dog friendly as well, which made the choice of mostly concrete and tile floors a wise choice --- a night there was ten dollars less than a fairly tired old place in oak ridge --- there i had to keep a window propped open with the gideon bible --- 
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Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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It's so nice to have found you. I appreciate your writing style and subjects. By the way, thank you for introducing me to Thomas Wolfe 20 years ago.
Darlene
darlene? roth?
brown?
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