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Continue to ChatAfter my husband died, I felt like one of those spiraled shells washed upon the beach... Poke a straw through the twisting tunnel, around and around, and there is nothing there. No flesh. No life. Whatever lived there is dried up and gone. - Lynn Caine from https://whatsmyquote.com/quote/after-my-husband-died-i-felt-like-one-of-those-spiraled-shells-washed-upon-the-beach-poke-a-straw-through-the