And in the end

topic posted Tue, June 22, 2004 - 8:05 PM by  Unsubscribed
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I saw David, just before the end.

I was in Paris, just to get away from the grind, and he was there, renting a room from someone. He had gained a tremendous amount of weight. And it didn't look to me like he had cut his hair in a year. He was really unkempt.

I tried to talk about the weather, and french politics, but you know how he could be. He was impossible to pin down on anything. Anyway, he seemed distracted.

God I loved him. Even in that condition. If I keep thinking of that day, I'll just get maudlin. He was smoking a cigarette and staring into space as I left.

"Hope to see you soon." I called out. He just smirked.
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