Summary: A friend recollects his last day with Richie.
June 20th 1997
It’s been almost a month since I last saw Richie alive, but now I feel I’m able to write it down here.
We strolled through the park, and to the casual observer we were just three friends enjoying the Paris sunshine. In reality, we were discussing the mental health of the
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Thanks for the comment, I wasn't sure I got the tone right, so I'm pleased it went down well.
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