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Memory fades, memory adjusts, memory conforms to what we think we remember.

—Joan Didion, Blue Nights

It’s a dismal cascade of drek, but it’s still home.

—Ben Hamper

We shall not cease from exploration

And the end of all our exploring

Will be to arrive where we started

And know the place for the first time.

—T.S. Eliot, Little Gidding