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Orca, Orca, Orca, there is nothing quite, as black and white as you In the late, humid summer of last year, I was living in a shoe box room in Brooklyn, At 6pm on a fairly normal Sunday afternoon, I showered, collected my things and headed to the door. It occurred to me as I stepped out onto the street that I hadn t heard a peep from my roommate and good friend Adam, all day. This struck me as strange. We normally watched films on a Sunday afternoon, always hungover, trying desperately to fend off the hea