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Communique #2

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With the new protocol, not touching your face with your hands due to the virus threat I realized that an ancient familiar adolescent admonishment was reactivated.  With some pleasure I was wiping my nose on my sleeve. It didn’t occur to me at first why this seemed so satisfying. At seventy-one years old the adolescent rebellion lives and defying the directive gave me a special pleasure

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