Walking my riddels where ever theyve took me

I dont think it makes no diffrents where you start the telling of a thing. You never know where it begun realy. No moren you know where you begun your oan self. You myt know the place and day and time of day when you ben beartht. You myt even know the place and day and time when you ben got. That dont mean nothing tho. You stil dont know where you begun.

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From Russell Hoban’s Riddley Walker. I was sure I’d read it before, and maybe I did, but it seems both familiar and thrillingly fresh.

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