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LaCroix: Who knows the pain of death better? He who gasps his final breath? Or those of us who must breathe the foul air of his decomposition?

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LaCroix: Which bears the greater burden? The cold bones of the dead man in his coffin, or the spine of the pallbearer, carrying his load?

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LaCroix: No one knows this burden better than we, dear listener. We who have seen so many pass.

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LaCroix: I see you sagging. Laden. And yet, I have to ask--is it grief that weighs so heavily on your shoulders? Or is that should've, would've, could've fool's game called guilt?

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LaCroix: There was a young man with a suitcase of guilt that weighed his immortal life down. He just couldn't see all it took to get free was to drop it and get out of town.

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LaCroix: Like the changes? Sex is back. We have a stripper on Friday night.

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LaCroix: I broadcast from a little booth in the back. It's really quite convenient.

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LaCroix: Really does pay to keep in touch, Nicholas. It must be at least a month.

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LaCroix: I don't know. She wanted it that way. She thought it would be easier to leave without saying goodbye.

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LaCroix: It was her time. She'd been here twenty years. Said it was getting stagnant. Been there, done that--sold me the club for a song.

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LaCroix: Don't go searching. She doesn't want to be found. Somewhere down the line, your paths will cross again. You know that. That's the way it always is.

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LaCroix: What you should be thinking about now is yourself.

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LaCroix: Look at the life you're living. Look at your recent losses. What is there still to hold you here?

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LaCroix: The worst thing any of us can do is to stay beyond our time. That's when we feel the burden of immortality. Friends aging, dying. Our world changing, and we remaining the same. That's when the loneliness sets in.

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LaCroix: Janette knew it was her time, Nicolas. Maybe it's yours, too.