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Five Years.

I remember getting on stage the night after finding out that you’d killed yourself.  “I can do this,” I thought. “I’m a professional.” I stood up there with the blinding
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Persistence of Magic

Lexington will always be imbued with magic for me. (I refer, reader, to the one in Kentucky, not the one in Virginia where I went to college, although that has
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The Anxiety Attack

The first time I learned about anxiety.
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