In this little book, The Little Book of the Dead, dwell all the dead who have accompanied me all my life. They have lived in me and with me. Not for a single moment of the day have they been apart from me. Perhaps they slept, dozed, awaiting their resurrection—but they were alive. They breathed, they ate with me, slept with me, thought with me. They were the bacteria of my spirit, the microbiota of my life...
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