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Speak, Memory by Oliver Sacks | The New York Review of Books

On another occasion, an incendiary bomb, a thermite bomb, fell behind our house and burned with a terrible, white-hot heat. My father had a stirrup pump, and my brothers carried pails of water to him, but water seemed useless against this infernal fire—indeed, made it burn even more furiously. There was a vicious hissing and […]

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[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZFfTLWP0sc?feature=oembed&enablejsapi=1&origin=http://safe.txmblr.com&wmode=opaque&w=500&h=281] I felt as though the theme of this song were appropriate today (Ash Wednesday). Plus, half the video was shot on the land I grew up tending (in winter in drought). (Source: https://www.youtube.com/)

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