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Life was a freight train barreling toward just one stop, our loved ones streaking past our windows in blurs of color and light. There was no holding on to any of it, and no slowing it down.

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Marisha Pessl
Age: 47
Born: 1977
Born: October 26
Writer
Clarkston
Michigan
Loved
Blur
Stop
Windows
Holding
Past
Train
Light
Window
Streaking
Life
Toward
Blurs
Ones
Freight
Color
Slowing

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