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I make a joke of it, but… but I’m afraid of death.” He straightened up and turned to look into Joseph’s eyes. Joseph saw the fear there and was shocked by the intensity of it. “Are you afraid to die, Joseph?” Joseph considered for a moment, then shook his head. “I’m not afraid to now, but then I’m not dying now. When I come to that moment, I will probably be… what’s the right word? Maybe frightened in a way that you’re frightened when an experience lies before you you’ve never had. “No more than that?” “I hope not.
