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I, too, was at the event. I was the guy right behind the guy with the 'other' drawing. Just hearing them converse casually like they were vague acquaintances, I knew. I approached, trembling hands laying my sketch down. Masada paused, then we locked eyes. I could see the quiet tears and feel his anguish, as he mine. He couldn't even bring himself to sign it. I know he felt the shame. I know if he could go back in time and change things, he would. Just don't blame him, he knows the sting of this likely will be an unyielding affliction and regret he has no choice to restlessly agonize over, all the way toadstools the grave. #NeverForget
