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If artists can’t speak freely, then democracy doesn’t exist.

I write freely because there is nothing I can possibly lose. Academia was my Church, but I was an Atheist. I can’t tell whether my parents are disappointed in me or with life in general. I am often depressed, but sometimes not. The Economic recovery never seemed real, doesn’t seem real.

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