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Ava, I don't mind that you catfished me because we were actually catfishing one another, in a way. I was complicit the whole time--just far more willing to tip my hand and meet you. That still never needs to happen, of course.
Dying of brain cancer was an inventive and graceful way out, although some quantum intuition assures me that you still inhabit this plane.
I got nostalgic and revisited our old epistolary rapport. I just want to know you're doing well. Reply with a different name if you want.
Ray
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