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Burgundy 2024 - not where I was expecting to be


On Friday one of my dearest, naughtiest friends died. We had been planning to meet up in New York in April. Instead I’ve made my way to my second home, to Burgundy, to say goodbye.


I have nothing new, or profound to say about death. I loved him, he loved me, we knew it, we said it, we lived it, I’m grateful. 

 

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