Jacob Lawrence, Confrontation at the Bridge (1975)

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September 05, 2002:

"Why do they call it the 'Golden Gate Bridge' if it's painted orange?"

American flag lapel pin.

But, she was polite and, for the most part, listened when I spoke.

Used to love to run. The feeling of sheer animal-life afterward. Of being able to breathe. Loved that feeling that my lungs had opened up. The whole-body warmth and release afterward. Vitality, well-being. Ability to relax. Endorphins.

Exile.

Before 1988 she had laughing, glittering eyes full of life and joy. It was the Prozac that took that away.

Who are you punishing? Me, or yourself?

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