When Henry was inducted into the circle of heartbreak—boxes stuffed with photographs and poems and long letters, his room stripped of her decorations, her scent unlocking from his clothes, her hair in every in-between place, his deep dark ache keeping him up at night—he found many fellow sufferers.
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