My two friends and the GIGN operator had an intimate knowledge of death, as do I.
Much more than I’ll ever reveal on Twitter.
One friend was a quadriplegic who wanted to kill himself. We talked about it as often as he wanted.
It didn’t bother me.
The other friend was a severe asthmatic who knew that he would die young.
We never mentioned his condition.
Who knows how many people the GIGN operator had killed?
They were all men who loved roaming, formless conversation.
(I edited what I took to be typos)
Remainders 