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After yesterday, most of us know this feeling.

I spent easter Sunday alone and watched Nuremburg. Rami Malek was terrible. Russell Crowe terrifying. 

Every American should watch it to remember that Nazis are not just disagreeable punks.

I'll be away a few days. Doing my best to avoid social media. This--these places, our stories--doesn't count.

The other night, I was a half gummy lit and wrote for about two hours. Here. Not for my book. I had things to say, but in the morning it was all gone. In herba, veritas.