More and more people from my life have died over the years, which is to be expected. With rare exceptions, though, they’re not the ones who deserved it. The people who ought to be dead, like me, just keep chugging along.
Bruno, my friend
Dad
Denise, a co-worker
Hate Man
Joe Gallo, my friend
Kevin, a neighbor
Margaret, once my girlfriend
Ralph, my brother
Stephanie, my wife
Stu, my friend.
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