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Submitted to Contest #134
On the day David Bowie died, Ziggy and I rode to Stone Beach to watch the Geminid meteor showers. I must say the news shook us badly. Bowie, dead? It could not be true. David was special, in a kind of other worldly way, so I guess we’d grown to believe that earthly laws of physics and biology did not apply to him. Turn out we were wrong. Janine sniffled about it all day. I wouldn’t have minded a bit of a cry myself, but I was too numb for it. Ziggy took it hard. He kept saying how unfair it was that on the day Bowie passed away...
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