There are friends, there is family,
And then there are friends
that become family …
The times ghosts truly scare me aren’t from the shock of a dead face staring up from the bottom of a basement staircase; I’m usually too drunk or high for that, too hyped up on aggression. I’ll simply charge at the thing, running after it into a root cellar or climbing a wooden ladder into an unlit barn attic to chase it away. The sights that genuinely unsettle me, that keep me awake at night, are the weird, demented loops I sometimes catch them in, the bleakness of a ghost’s new existence, the never-ending isolation of the afterlife, empty versions of ourselves stuck in routines that have lost all meaning.
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Celine Dion brings Paris to tears with stunning performance in marathon Olympics opening ceremony
For the first time ever, the Olympics opening ceremony is leaving the stadium setting. [Athletes from each competing nation will process down the Seine on boats.] That’s a significant challenge, isn’t it?
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