I don't know where to begin. I came across the deceased several weeks ago and she has been on my mind ever since. I was walking along 9th(39/38), thinking about 39 (8/9), when I came upon this sad messenger from another world. Whether the deceased was heading to or heading from 39 (8/9) we will never know. She died--like so many have before her--with her secrets hidden in her still pink heart. What blessings she might have bestowed, what wonders revealed, what wisdom imparted are now reduced to another greasy spot on our (occasionally) glittering pavements.
39th (8/9) is and has always been a block of dreams and dreamers. But as we continue to reach for the stars, let us not forget those who have not made it this far. Those who have tumbled from the heavens and landed hard, just short of 39th (8/9). So very close, and yet so far.
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