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She captivates. She speaks the unspoken. She withdraws, stung, from anything false. She pushes away if I try to claim too much of her. She returns again and…

My grandfather spoke Yiddish, Russian, Lithuanian, German and even some Norwegian. I guess he was in his forties when he had to begin learning a new language -…
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