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saints are kinda interesting.
a few years ago, i remember walking across the pont d'alma in paris, which extends over the underpass in which diana spenser was spattered in a car. there was a big shrine at the bridge's midpoint to her, and it was covered in notes asking diana to intercede for them with god. obviously the church is never going to recognize her as a saint, but fact is that i think this kind of magical thinking (in the sense joan didion references in her book of the same title) and popular investment in it explains saints far better than does the catholic church's positions on which saints it chooses to recognize as part of the official catholic spiritual jiffy-lube team.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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