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One day at the rehearsal hall, I had a conversation with an actor I respect about life: the uncertainties of career, the responsibility of children, our experiences with parenthood, our own parents, and that - somehow - both of us, although thoroughly blessed, also thought a lot about our own mortality. Death. The great unknown. A deep and insightful chat, but kind of a downer. About a half hour later, I walked by this building of LIFE. Three windows - and above each window, those four simple letters. A sign? A fluke? A happy accident? Who cares - what an upper.
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