So... a tiny Robert Forster story. It feels like the right kind of story to tell, but forgive me if I keep some of the details general, it just feels prudent.
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For the next few minutes, all everyone did was talk about how lucky they were talk to the great Robert Forster. He seemed the most unassuming man, one who perhaps never understood the weight he carried with him.
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Or maybe he understood it exactly. And that's why he was so careful and considerate and deliberate with how he talked. But it just made the reverence for him feel all the more earned.
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Robert Forster was a gift. A man who could radiate dignity and decency and a rare kind of stoicism that also felt vulnerable and open. A true gift. And what that night confirmed was simple... Everyone knew that to be true. /end.
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