The Sunday Whirl

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The writer spent enough time thinking of a particular creature who exists on paper. She had spent hours on visits, interviewing, trying to know and understand the felonious prisoner’s versions of their crimes. She wondered if the rumbles in her head were a walk too far into the dark dirt of the criminal mind. She was a writer, but had to distance herself from the characters she inscribed.

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