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Manna I do remember some things times when I listened and heard no one saying no, certain miraculous provisions of the much prayed for manna and once a man, it was two o'clock in the morning in Pittsburg, Kansas, I finally coming home from the loveliest drunk of them all, a train chugged, goddamn, struggled across a prairie intersection and a man from the caboose really waved, honestly, and said, and said something like my name. 3 ...

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