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Even with the living—let alone the dead—it can be difficult to recall a person fully and precisely in detail, to reassemble his or her presence. With the death of Christopher Hitchens, I am having the reverse difficulty. I cannot disassemble the detail to imagine the absence.

Seventeen years ago, I was in Washington, knowing nobody and nothing and Christopher picked me up, introduced me to the British ambassador, told me who to call, made introductions, fed me…

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