I literally just found out a good friend of mine died on his motorcycle last week. He crashed just outside of Beth's work across town and was the anonymous helmeted dead body surrounded by yellow police tape she had described to me when she got home that night, in part, because it screwed up her commute. His name was Arthur. He's the guy who snapped my website headshot.
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