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“I didn’t say anything to my dad. It’s not like he could do anything but talk on the phone anyway. We don’t live in the heroic age. Our separation isn’t any great poetic struggle. It’s just pain. It’s just ripping bodies apart.”

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Everything Sad Is Untrue

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