Life, my friends, gets creepy sometimes.
I wasn't planning to dwell on this recent Ian Frazier kick anymore, but fate had other ideas. A few days ago, the subject of one of Frazier's best essays, Martin Tytell, a typewriter repair man of extraordinary gifts, died.
Every obituary I read about him mentioned Frazier's essay.
A fascinating life, and I was so pleased that obituaries of him ran in just about every print newspaper of magazine of note. Please find here a link to The Economist's obituary.
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