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5 It’s Hard to Know Where to Begin I could start under a tree outside my grandmother’s kitchen window, or I could wait until the dog needs a walk, or I could start over here by the couch and stack of books. Maybe not; maybe upstairs under the bed or even in the basement, back behind that pile of toys we keep saying we’ll give away. The garden is a possibility, around the comfrey or the spent peonies. Or maybe just here, where an old man from when I was a kid came up and asked if I would look at his hands. ...

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