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  1. Public Bookmark 23

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    My dearest Water Buffalo,

    Three times I have written this letter out, three times approached a crisis point, three times made provision for the outcome where I do not survive. Three times I have written this letter out, and each time I have felt the relief that comes with undoing a lie. Three times I have written this letter out and three times torn it up. One more crisis passed, one more road taken on the branching path, one more chance to do the right thing before there are no branches left on my path at all.

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    16 Jun 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 8

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    The fall of the Witch-king of Angmar, as told in the meter of Hiawatha.

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    13 Jun 2021

  3. Public Bookmark 16

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    Bob Benson and Pete Campbell go on a road trip.

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    31 May 2021

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    "The conceptualization of emotion feeling as a phase of a neurobiological process is congruent with the idea that emotions can be sensed and registered in phenomenal consciousness and at low levels of awareness without being perceived."

    Izard, Carroll E. "Emotion theory and research: Highlights, unanswered questions, and emerging issues." Annual review of psychology 60 (2009): 1-25.

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    16 May 2021

  5. Public Bookmark 79

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    Jin Ling’s needs were constant and repetitive; they ran like a lifeline through Jiang Cheng’s days. He didn’t need to see past the next feeding, the next changing. He didn’t need to persuade himself to get out of bed in the morning; sooner or later Lingling would cry, and he would find he could move after all. In the middle of the night, when neither of them could sleep, he paced up and down the room, holding Lingling to his chest, whispering, “Jiujiu’s here. I won’t leave you alone. I promise.”
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    Jiang Cheng knew Lan Zhan had been seeing way more of Wei Ying than he had, but it still burned: Lan Zhan’s easy familiarity with Wei Ying’s household, with his thoughts. I’m the one that grew up with him. He was mine first.

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    09 Apr 2021