One day you will wake up. You will eat breakfast. Depending on your hygiene standards, you may even shower. You'll go to work, and yell at several people over the phone. Lunch with the boss. Stressed. You'll be stuck in afternoon traffic and you'll call your significant other to tell them that you'll be late. Your children will go to soccer training. You'll enter the living room, with a nice cup of tea and then flick on the news.
And then, that's it. Your past. It's gone.
Reporter: Today at 12.03pm, Robin Williams has died.
THERE. WILL. GO. MY. CHILDHOOD.
--- Thus I propose a suggestion. Let us create technology to immortalise this man only. For ever and ever. Amen.
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