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What a beautifully written and utterly heartbreaking human tragedy of the ache to belong and a defensive arrogance that rejects reason, analysis and judgement. It is an odyssey of missteps and endless slipping from sense. It reminds me, perhaps strangely, of Emily Dickinson's great line: "Ruin, is formal, Devils work, consecutive and slow. Fail in an instant, no one ever did. Slipping is Crashes Law. It's been decades of slipping for that pour soul. Truly stellar, prize-deserving journalism. Thomas

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