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Marcus came to Palo Alto two weeks later. He texted first, asking if he could visit.

I told him okay, but just for coffee. Nothing more.

We met at a cafe near my office.

He looked terrible. Dark circles under his eyes, his usually neat hair disheveled. He’d lost weight.

“Thank you for seeing me,” he said as we sat down with our drinks.

“You look awful.continue reading …