1.7.1939 - 8.8.2013
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And then comes the ridiculous twist in the end. It hits like almost divine irony, somewhere far deeper than just an absurd joke (though it is that, too). Jason is one of the few artists (or writers) who can make existential aches seem droll, but it makes the smiles being provoked feel as honest as the ones we get when standing across from someone who makes the world feel a little less lonely.
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