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To: Volsi Mimir who wrote (66)	8/26/2001 12:43:54 PM
From: SusieQ1065	Respond to of 268

That Carpenter Poem is such a kick..i loved that... The man she was writing to is dead- time to stop thinking about him- the artist who painted her is dead. She should be dead herself, only she has an ear for music and when the thief puts her behind the wheel and says, "drive, baby, the night is ours", it is the Girl Writing a Letter who steers the black van on to the westbound ramp for Storrow Drive, and then to the Mass Pike, it's the Girl Writing a Letter who drives eighty miles an hour headed west into a country that's not even discovered yet, with a known criminal, a van full of old masters and nowhere to go but down, but for the Girl Writing a Letter these things don't matter, she's got a beer in her free hand, she's on the road, she's real and she's in love.