I wrote Zero; but it was never written in isolation. 

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For every page that made it into the final version, there were countless moments of doubt, revision, uncertainty, and people who stayed present the whole time.

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Through every stupid late-night idea, to every draft revision, to my endless talking about the book throughout the process, there were people who stood there even when they were all done with me inside.

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Below are the names, listed in alphabetical order of first name, of the people who stood the closest as I wrote.

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(names to be populated in the near future)

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