The first time I cried over someone I did not personally know, I was sixteen. I was at the mall, and had just heard that Fritz Leiber was dead. I sat on a hard bench and sniffled quietly because I had never gotten to tell him how his stories had inspired and comforted me. And I cried, too, for Fafhrd and Mouser, tireless companions, now gone
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I remember watching that cartoon/movie/manga/anime/I have no idea what to call it.....but I cant remember what it is called.
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