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I was there when my best friend died. I couldnt stop it. After, the world kept on turning. Trees blossomed. Birds sang. Trains rattled along their lines. But all that - trees, birds, trains - wasn't my world. From that day, all I ever heard was the gurgling. All I ever smelt was the wincing air in that park that he could no longer breathe. And the stain on my shirt...