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| I took this photo a few years ago in Greece |
I've been working my way through a stack of old New Yorkers. THIS pretty much killed me. The ending particularly.
And there's a short interview with the AUTHOR if you'd like to dig even deeper.
I had a visit from a friend yesterday and the day before. She's getting divorced. We talked about the end of our marriages. How inch by inch things fell apart over the years. Without meaning to you arrive at that place you can't get back from. And there you are, dead in the water, regretting everything and nothing.
