Added September 28, 2015

On Tuesday, May 22, 1980, a man named Henry Hill did what seemed to him the only sensible thing to do: he decided to cease to exist.

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Wiseguy
Nicholas Pileggi
Published 1985 Book
Older Like a freeze-dried rose, you will never be, What you were, what you were to me in memory.
Newer They had endured years of waking up alone, making their kids breakfast, taking them to school and picking them up, fixing dinner and kissing them good night, promising that Daddy was thinking of them all the time.

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