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My mother died in 2004. It was March. She died quickly, a matter of weeks between her being diagnosed with a bad chest cold and it turning out to be heart failure. In many ways it was the least dramatic thing she ever did.
A few weeks before she got sick I had been lunchtime shopping in Prada on Bond Street, perusing with a friend. I had tried on a black dress, sleeveless,…
