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See You in a Hundred Years, My Dear
Bernie had been Jim's intimate partner for years, and then his very close business partner when she and I came together. CEO-ing her preservation gave him a way to keep fighting for her and avoid, or at least postpone, the crushing finality of loss. We were both exhausted from months of struggle, but he took up his station at our kitchen bar and started making calls.
Joseph Bardin
This Town Ain't Big Enough for the Two of Us
It feels silly to think about it now. The drama of young love, upon reflection, is one of the most unreal things imaginable, so unreal, you forget how intense it is in the moment. You forget how she grabbed your heart and squeezed it so she could drink what came out. You forget that day under the Bradford pear where she became the first person to tell you how you just thought you were better than everyone else, all in favor of walking under cherry blossoms. You forget gallons and gallons of tears. And you forget how she didn't know what she was doing. She knew it even less than you did.
Laynee Wessel
The Making of a Hero: Damdin Sükhbaatar
If I were to mention every Mongolian attempt to honor Sükhbaatar, the list would be endless. But how did it all begin?
Munkh-Erdene