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Compare and contrast it with other forms of love: the love of a man for a woman, a mother for a child, a son for a mother, a botanist for plants, an ecologist for the Earth. ly that not even the smallest rathole of rationalization— such as the “ Well, Ellison is such a visibletarget, he d For Valerie Lone, in the inept and compassionate Universe, the road was brokenglass and dead birds, as far down the trail as she would ever be able to see. Willis Kaw and Estelle stayed up one entire night, stuffing towelsagainst the baseboards in the living room; but the leaks from the roof

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