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My 22-month-old nephew, Suki, is my soulmate. Like me, he runs towards everything and never tires of being on the streets. Though he can't talk yet, you can tell that he's always turning things over mentally. He muses, broods, scrutinizes and, every so often, breaks out in laughter at something amusing.

I have another nephew who's clearly an idiot. Though only five-years-old, his mental life is already in the grave. His eyes show so little light, they might as well cloud over. Marble dead.



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