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Billie Holiday

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I am amazed that someone who lived and died several decades before me still intrigues me so. I wonder what Billie would be doing in a world where everyone has a reason to seek rehab? If I had lived in her time and hung out in her circle, I would have tried to help her move away from her demons. I would have been that exhausted friend who could sing a bit, but would never match her genius. And I would have been disappointed that she needed the fix more than me. Perhaps I will wear a gardenia in my hair today.

Billie Holiday