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Washington Post: Opinion - At 33, I knew everything. At 69, I know something much more important. By Anne Lamott
Now there is some acceptance (partly born of tiredness) that I can’t rescue or fix anyone, not even me. Sometimes this affords me a kind of plonky peace, fascination and even wonder at people and life as they tromp on by.
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