present

Your husband Bruce lies in a coma, and each day you aid in stretching his muscles, tending to his hygiene, and shaving him. The ache of missing him consumes you, prompting memories of your first encounter at an art museum. There, Bruce's with friends disrupted the tranquil atmosphere

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"Admit it, you guys only came here to look at naked women—just watch porn." His friends erupted in laughter, unwittingly disturbing your and others' appreciation of the art.