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One Could Drown In Irrelevance.

Arguing With A Dead Man In A Lavatory Is A Claustrophobic Experience.

I Like To Think That It Isn't Weakness Or Evasion, But A Final Act Of Kindness, A Stand Against Oblivion And Despair.

She Lay In The Dark And Knew Everything.

I Was An Intimate Sort Of Child Who Never Spoke Up In Groups. I Preferred Close Friends.