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19 hoW QuiCkLy hE WEnt Even at eighty-five he might have lived twenty-five more years if he could have hoped the wife who pulled away from him and stayed on that station platform down in Springfield might still change her mind. It was his desire for her that had staked him forty years. Love was one slim woman with a nursing job in Illinois. Life was a small business, a Gary tailor shop he could not sell until the war ended…the note was paid… until all chance with her had passed. She died in February. Before October slung shivers on the wind, he stopped breathing. What was the use of holding some body? ...

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