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But, inside, I was drowning. I couldn’t focus, because I had no routine or structure. Sannyasin relationships were like streams of water, flowing all of the time. How well we could flow was supposed to be a measure of our commitment to Bhagwan. But I was already water. I needed land. And
The Secret Life of a Black Aspie: A Memoir
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