How to Feel When the Good Die Young

The only thing I can compare her death to is if someone picked up the needle from a record in the middle of a song—no scratch, just sudden silence where there used to be a voice and rhythm and the strum of a guitar. You wonder if silence has ever been this loud before.

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We Are All Public Figures Now

You become a public figure the instant that someone else decides you are worthy of interest, even if you are minding your damn business.

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