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Life is a cascade of nows falling on top of one another without meaning or purpose. Of all the philosophers, only Schopenhauer ever got that right.
Chemo is a little death that you invite in in order to keep the big death waiting outside on the porch.
She ignores the junk and the bills and opens the letter that is addressed to her. Dear Whore, it begins.
Life is fragile, fleeting, and precious. And to live at all is miracle enough.
