They laughed until the pain sharpened. The kind of laughter people use when the truth feels too close, too ugly to name. Dave Setzer didn’t argue with them; he just handed out foil and told them to notice. Notice the buzzing. Notice the silence. Notice what your body has been trying to say for years while you drowned it in scro… Continues…
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