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The freshman. The freshman. That's a movie, right? Oh, I'm thinking of The Graduate. With Dustin Hoffman. Gene Hackman died. I first thought of Ed Harris, that's who I was picturing when Brendan told me Gene Hackman died. I looked up pictures of both of them after realizing I was mixing them up and they don't exactly look that much alike except that they're both White men with grey hair and kind of weathered looking faces. I am writing more because I need to keep writing more and I don't have anything else to say about Gene Hackman or Ed Harris, nothing of interest, anyway. Everyone dies. Of course it wasn't just Gene Hackman. He's the Name, but his wife died too. And I don't entirely remember her name except that I think her first name was Betty. Betty was a lot younger. She should not have died. It was okay for Gene Hackman to die because he was 95. Of course it would be great if everyone could like to 110, which is the age I'm hoping to live to, but it's very reasonable to die after 90. I even think it's okay to start thinking that it could be okay to die after 80, or maybe 85. Let's say 85, minimum. Everyone should live to be at least 85 and after that, it's okay if they die. We don't need to be sad about it. It's okay to be sad about it, of course, but the role of tragedy is removed. It was a full life, an okay time to die. So Betty was 20 years off of that. Betty should still be alive. Didn't they have anyone to check in on them sooner? Obviously they didn't. Let me live a life where I get phone calls or texts regularly enough from people who would be concerned if I didn't respond that they come check on me.