I never planned to fake my death. Not in a million years. But the pain of being alive and completely forgotten by my own children… That’s a kind of death too. My name is Thomas. I’m 82 years old. I used to be full of life, full of pride. I worked hard, built a business from the ground up, raised three children with my wife before she passed away.
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