Sebastian, when we met in Paris, we thought we were free men in a free world. There was no hysteria & no despotism hanging on our every breath, so to speak. Love & friendship had not been outlawed, deaths, funeral, & mourning had not been stripped from our humanity. We had a past & a future. I suppose in a sense we are still free--because we are angry a…
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