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Little Yew; Lamentation


  Little Yew   I wanted to tell you about how I was born into a family of archers. Or, rather, how my uncle turned us into a family of archers— his enthusiasm becoming our enthusiasm— and how, decades later, I learned my name might be an occupational one.   I was going to tell […]

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