The Art of Dying
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The Art of Dying


A Young Boy Dreams

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So, this tall, lovely, lovely girl whom I’ve just now (and only just now for some reason), noticed standing around during recess looking absolutely lovely by one of the school-room trailers — the northernmost one (one of four, as I recall); well, this angel of a girl is just about to cross the road by our new cinema building (named “Saga” — meaning fairy tale, appropriately enough) when I see a car not noticing…




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Ulf Wolf

Ulf Wolf

Raised by trolls in northern Sweden, now settled on the California coast a stone’s throw south of the Oregon border. Here I meditate and write.

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