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It must have been 1991, she was my teacher. I remember what she said to me, "You always have to do things your own way." But it wasn't mean, it was encouraging. I was always late and stoned,  but I read the books. . . and I really liked her because she dressed like my mom, a hippie. And she had amazing hands, she would read with all of her fingers. 

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