The falling apart from a man's life should make more noise. It should startle passersby with its Storm and Drag. It ought to sound like the Parthenon crashing down. Not this ordinary, everyday kind of quiet... He closed his eyes... And still it was quiet, this falling apart from his life, as silent as the last beat of an old man's heart. A quiet, echoing thud, and then...nothing.

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