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Since the astounding election just a few days ago I've been holding it
together pretty well, encouraging others, posting expressions of grief
and comforting friends. Then Leonard Cohen died. I spent time with "The
Tibetan Book of the Dead" (film narrated by him), constructed the blog
post I posted earlier, and then went for a brisk walk around many blocks
after midnight. When I reached Madison Square park, I stopped to take a
photograph of the Empire State building lit up red, looking like a
fiery fist giving a finger to the sky.
Then I wept.
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