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‘“What’s he angry about ?” they used to ask. Anger is not about … It comes into the world in grief not grievance. It is mourning the unknown, the loss of what went before without you, it’s the love that another time but not this might have sprung on you, and greatest loss of all, the deprivation of what, even as a child, seemed to be irrevocably your own, your country, your birthplace, that, at least, is as tangible as death.’

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