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my little brother is in college. his friends are now emailing/texting me in regard to my old papers. they want them. i feel bad for them. i want to help them. yesterday, one of them needed something on divine comedy/dante’s inferno. still had the paper on it. read it. was reminded of hell. thought about hell for a while. ate some blueberries. thought i’ll probably end-up there, in hell (if it exists), on some bogus, low-grade, spiritual moving-violation.
here is hell:
i would put myself somewhere between the vestibule and the 2nd ring of the 7th circle. where in the hell will you be in hell?