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Sitting in a dark bar in Prague two nights ago, I checked my email from the bar´s computer only to find an email from Josiah telling me that my friend Mike Kapp, the father of my friend Maggie´s children was hit by a train on saturday and is dead. My heart froze and I had a breakdown in the bathroomof the bar. It is so hard to process this from so far away. I am back in Barcelona now and headed back to the hostel early so that I could have some time alone to deal with this. He was such a sad soul. He made the best soup I ever tasted. I hope in some way he is at peace or at least at rest.