Murakami once said . . .
The Elephant Vanishes: Stories. Are we telling stories . . . Lies? But why?
"There are some things about myself I can't explain to anyone. There are some things I don't understand at all."Let us lie together . . . or break bread together on our knees. And is the elephant now gone? Look carefully . . .
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The elephant in the room has grown too big to leave.
Let the room go.
Jeffery
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