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His goal in life was to be an echo, the type of sound that floats around and then back down like a feather. But in the deep chrome canyons of the loudest Manhattans no one could hear him, or anything at all

Wilco

Photo by my late uncle Philip Powers Jr.

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Taken on December 14, 2008