Like many readers of literary fiction, I was disappointed when Alice Munro formally retired from writing and, later, sad to read about her death. That event felt like the closure of something for me, and it brought me to a moment of realization: as I get older, all the people I’ve admired are going to die. They’re just human, after all.
Then I learned th…
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