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She opened strange doors that we'd never close again...
We were sitting in front of a cafe near our gate at the airport in Arrecife when I read the news. Claudia and I were in shock - we'd been listening to Blackstar just a few days before at dinner. Every few moments, another traveler would read a similar feed, and gasp. Fuck...