How much do we remember of what hurts us most? I've been thinking about pain, how each of us constructs our past to just — Sherman Alexie, The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven
How much do we remember of what hurts us most? I've been thinking about pain, how each of us constructs our past to just — Sherman Alexie, The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven
How much do we remember of what hurts us most? I've been thinking about pain, how each of us constructs our past to just — Sherman Alexie, The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven
How much do we remember of what hurts us most? I've been thinking about pain, how each of us constructs our past to just — Sherman Alexie, The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven
How much do we remember of what hurts us most? I've been thinking about pain, how each of us constructs our past to just — Sherman Alexie, The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven
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How much do we remember of what hurts us most? I've been thinking about pain, how each of us constructs our past to justify what we feel now. How each successive pain distorts the preceding.

— Sherman Alexie, The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven
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