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It’s the summer solstice, the longest day of the day.
Last year I spent the summer solstice visiting a telescope in the woods outside Riga:
we were inside the observatory getting a tour of the telescope at the precise moment that the astronomical summer began.
Later that evening, when I was back in my hotel room, I fired off a quick DM to Chloe, simply saying “Happy Birthday!” (it’s an easy date to remember).
She responded the next day with a curiously distant message. “Thanks Jeremy. Hope you’re well.”
And that was the last DM I ever got from Chloe.