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Great grandfather, I'm sorry you drank boric acid and killed yourself, it must have been a long and miserable way to say to hell with life.  A confusing legacy left to your succeeding kin who thought maybe your heart went boop, or a streetcar called No Desire wrote your final history.
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Mar 20, 2024
Mar 20, 2024 at 8:13 AM UTC
I'm So Sorry
Great grandfather, I'm sorry you drank boric acid and killed yourself, it must have been a long and miserable way to say to hell with life.  A confusing legacy left to your succeeding kin who thought maybe your heart went boop, or a streetcar called No Desire wrote your final history.
doug-potter
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Mar 20, 2024
Mar 20, 2024 at 8:13 AM UTC
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