At first she ghosted me, then dropped me with AI. I’m not sure which was worse

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I met my friend in university. We shared a birthday, and we used to share an irreverent sense of humour. Both of us without siblings, there was a kinship. Over the course of 25 years, despite a chasm of several thousand kilometres, we maintained an emotional closeness.

Just a few years ago, during a challenging time…