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Aug 2017
Charlottesville, 8/12/2017

In the early moments,
we didn’t know who it was
behind the wheel
or who it was
that was dead.

So, for a half-hour,
it was just a death.

Unaffiliated.

And it didn’t matter whose
it was.

And then I watched the video.


And then it mattered.
Written by
Kowalski
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