As midnight fast approaches, we're at three years apart. Every time I go to write one of these I hope that the news is going to be better, but it isn't. I haven't figured out a whole lot since you've been gone. We had a good thing going for those 23 years. You showing me the way, me fucking things up, you guiding me into a way to save it. Very
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