I’ve never seen an asshole die of cancer. Everyone I know has been among the kindest people I knew. I wonder what this is like to experience – the death of someone who has been cruel and angry and awful, and succumbing to cancer. Do they change? I wanna hear about a morning-after Scrooge epiphany. A great transformation of spirit! Or do they mostly just go out in a blaze of hate and unhappiness? Just one more way the universe conspired against them.
I’ve never seen an asshole
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Born in Iowa City a few days after John Kennedy was shot and killed. Grew up in Minneapolis, on Lake Calhoun. Southwest High. University of MN. Lived in a two-room cabin in the woods on Lake Superior. Cabin on South Long Lake. There's a lake theme developing here. View all posts by luke
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