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You’ll always be with me, Frank. And I hope I’ll always be with you.                                         “I’m gonna take you with me, one way or another.” JULIANA CRAIN x FRANK FRINK | THE MAN IN THE HIGH CASTLE

The only thing I knew was that you, Juliana Crain, were the only hope any of us had. You asked me if you were in the films. You are, you were, over and over again. Sometimes I’d see you in the background somewhere: a protest, a speech, a war zone, maybe. Some place that mattered. I started knowing where to look. You could never stay out of it. Some of the people you knew, I started seeing them, too, revolving around you like an atom. But they would change: different behavior, different relationships, different points of view shaped by their lives. But you were always you. You and your unnatural consistent mind.

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You’re free.

JULIANA FRINK For no reason, Juliana greeted strangers with a portentous, nudnik, Mona Lisa smile that hung them up between responses, whether to say hello or not. And she was so attractive that more often than not they did say hello, where upon Juliana glided by. And so finally her borderline flicker of greeting to strangers had annoyed him, as had her plantlike, silent, I’m-on-a-mysterious-errand way of coming and going. But even then, toward the end, when they had been fighting so much, he still never saw her as anything but a direct, literal invention of God’s, dropped into his life for reasons he would never know.

Don’t go.

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