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  • One version of the bequeathment:

    From him I got my Y
    "Why?"
    Why live? Why bother? Why go on?
    His eternal battle with despair
    Sitting in the easy chair, pretending
    to read the paper,
    surviving 'till tomorrow's workaday distractions:
    sales, hookers, laughter

    From her, the X
    The vast, all-encompassing unknown,
    unknowable, unpredictable, uncertain...
    shaky, threatening
    Her family all but vanished, so she all but did too
    No anchors, no harbors
    What could she offer, someone so frightened and needy?

    One equation, two unknowns. Remember?
    Correct: it's Unsolvable!
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