When I go to a performance of Verdi’s La Traviata or Puccini’s La Boheme a small child-like part of me hopes, “Maybe this time will be different.” Right up until she takes her final breath I wish for Violetta or Mimi to recover. It wouldn’t take much, you know. A newly-discovered drug – a doctor’s admission of a faulty diagnosis. Continue reading
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