No one is irreplaceable, right?
Theoretically I would be inclined to agree with you, but it doesn't work that way.
Nature is too strong for us.
Like the Danube, trying unfailingly not to move. And failing.
I put our love through a cerebral grinding machine, but everything I ended up with was
still indigestible as a stone in my gut.
The trip to Budapest possessed me.
You must remember that.