My dear bereaved, I will read some lines sent by Fănel, a good friend of the deceased. My heart’s ear pricked up when I heard that you had died. Now I blow into the void left behind by you to fill it with some love. My love, we loved each other for years in hotel rooms where we hid from your wife who didn’t know you as pious Nicu, as I used to comfort you when you kneaded my body under the edge …
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