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“...friends can be the caregivers of our hearts. They fill the empty chambers and warm them with cheer. They revive the spirit through hope and transform pain into learning and learning into laughter. They seek treasures from the dark and create structure out of chaos and chase the she-devil victim from our stoop. Their instruments are acceptance and understanding and they shield us with love.”

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Book:Pluck: A memoir of a Newfoundland childhood and the raucous, terrible, amazing journey to becoming a novelist
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