Jacob Lawrence, The Lovers (1946)

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August 6, 2006:

How free I felt, after leaving that crummy sectarian clique. Coffee Klatch Socialists, somebody later called 'em. Contorted and constrained by their weird internal cultisms.

How free I felt, after leaving that crummy stifling relationship. Contorted and constrained by our mutual incapacity, and by her twin needs for control and for vengeance.

My great mistake was to surrender that freedom in the name of loyalty.

Not to that first bunch, of course. Between the two experiences there really is the contrast of tragedy with farce.

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