Rest In Peace Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
I guess I’m a bit bummed out.
The themes of love and lust, family dynamics, life and death are all pretty common, but Marquez had a fluency and wit that you don’t really see these days.
In some ways, I feel like I grew up with him. While other kids jerked off to various types of pornography and slept around a lot, I learned about sexuality from Florentino and his string of trysts. When other kids were experimenting with mind altering drugs, my mind was pretty altered by the magical, fucked up, yet totally real worlds and words of Marquez.
I wish I were more articulate. Thank you for everything you have given us. You will be deeply missed.