THE STARS OF EVELYN MARCHETTI

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2026-06-03 03:45:35 -

The funeral was over on a Thursday in November. Chicago was cold in a way that felt deliberate—as if the city itself wanted to remind us that winter was coming and nothing in your life mattered to it. I stood at the graveside in a black suit that had been my father's first and now was mine by necessity, and I watched them lower him into the ground. My father was dead. He had been dead for...

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