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Downstairs  Kitchen 27 Junk Drawer It held Boy Scout knives and the innards of kites, old church bulletins, oilcloth for picnics, whistles, yoyos, a Worldwide Offering Box, a black ceramic fur-tipped poodle from the set Daddy gave away at the cleaners, a toy bow and half an arrow, the front page from V-E Day, a dried-up shoeshine kit, and net left over from my kindergarten graduation dress. Junk is junk, that’s the great thing about it. All this except the newspaper could go, but the newspaper would go with it. Junk is the Secret Service protecting what is precious. It slows down traffic between this world and the next. ...

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