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There was a rabbit. He was running around in Koreatown, Los Angeles, where I was teaching English as as Second Language.
It was July 9th, ten months after my father, Bill Mahan, died.  July 9th happened to be Bill’s  birthday.
I saw all of the students, of every level, yelling in their native language and running around [...]

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