Twelve years ago, my friend Karen spent Sunday afternoon reading 230 pages of Crazy: A Diary. At that time, it had another title and was still being culled from my many journals. She called me on Monday evening and said:
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Twelve years ago, my friend Karen spent Sunday afternoon reading 230 pages of Crazy: A Diary. At that time, it had another title and was still being culled from my many journals. She called me on Monday evening and said: