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Tonight in Crooked Path, we’ll all visit our dear ones’ graves and lay wreaths made of apostrophes: the symbol of something missing.
An apostrophe is a symbol of something missing . What a great concept.
An ordinary, perfect summer day like today, a woman looks around and asks herself: Where’s my Ethel Mertz?
If you have the education, wits, and leisure time to pursue your own interests, you have it better than 99% of the people who ever lived.
If you’ve ever wondered what the right thing is to say to someone who’s grieving a death, I think this is it: Tell me all about your dear one.
