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Shooting stars and space dust

Ashes cannot make her favorite smoked rice cakes. Ashes cannot hold her when she was cold. Ashes cannot murmur, “It’ll be alright, my love…” into her hair when she was in pain… Continue reading

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David the Tankman (and software keys)

Sometimes I remember David and Gabrielle, and I still wonder how they are doing. I wonder now if David’s grandchildren are able to watch videos of their grandfather, and that he was willing to swap life stories with a relative stranger who lived half a world away. Continue reading

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