Off To The Wild Rumpus

I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me and I love them more. … What I dread is the isolation.

 

Thank you for Max. Thank you for the Wild Things. Thank you for telling our story,  Mr. Sendak.

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