§1: A long-haired Achaean when you’re young, a wandering Nobody come home at last when you’re old: that’s the rub of life. It is what comes in between that concerns you for quite awhile. For once you’ve gone on your hero’s journeys (one or a thousand of them, it doesn’t matter), once you’re initiated into the first part of the mystery of your being, now…
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