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VIII
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    Moss mopped up steak gravy  t it rue. For  you its a luxury. For me its a necessity.

    er you?

    Maybe.

    I do like it t  part right.

    It dont take long to get a taste for it, does it?

    No, s dont.

    ell, it aint as simple as it sounds. Youll see.

    .

    t. Kno.

    Are you talkin about God?

    No. Im talkin about you.

    Se. ell, s know w.

    I dont know. ould you?

    I dont know.

    Suppose you  you didnt kno kno  c w.

    S about t. I try not to t stuff like t, she said.

    You t to California youll kind of start over.

    tentions.

    I ts t. to California and t t  to shere.

    Shere.

    Yeah.

    You mean and not knohere?

    Yea knohere.

    I dont know .

    I dont eits t.

    Se. S some coffee? she said.

    You can get anyt. You got money.

    S  sure  is, she said.

    t is t no point.

    No. I mean  knowin where you are.

    er a  about kno  t t takin anytions about startin over.

    Or anybodys. You dont start over. ts s about. Ever step you take is forever.

    You cant make it go a. You understand w Im sayin?

    I think so.

    I kno but let me try it one more time. You terday dont count. But yesterday is all t does count.  else is there?

    Your life is made out of ts made out of. Not t knoart over. And t there?

    She nodded.

    You understand w Im sayin?

    I understand t. I been there.

    Yeah, I kno
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