I want to write a book like a cloud that changes as it goes. — Ronald Sukenick, Out
I want to write a book like a cloud that changes as it goes. — Ronald Sukenick, Out
I want to write a book like a cloud that changes as it goes. — Ronald Sukenick, Out
I want to write a book like a cloud that changes as it goes. — Ronald Sukenick, Out
I want to write a book like a cloud that changes as it goes. — Ronald Sukenick, Out
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I want to write a book like a cloud that changes as it goes.

— Ronald Sukenick, Out
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