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May 11, 2006
Myra's devotion to "the underdog"may be jeopardizing her health, but who am I to tell her? I'm just her therapist. I'm not a real fucking doctor, damn it. At least that's what she spits back at me when I gently suggest she may want to stop eating rotten fruit.

"If I don't eat the grapes no one else wants, who WILL?"she asks. "Who else will give ignored, overripe bananas the attention they deserve?-

I'm not lying when I tell her that I, too, rescue sad fruit. But unlike her, I draw the line at apparent mold and wormholes.