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I met MC Ride today. I saw him sat alone in a coffee shop I was at. He was just looking down into his cup, and he looked really upset. I decided to work up the courage to talk to him.
I walked over there, and said, "Hey, are you MC Ride?" nervously. He just nodded at me, without speaking. I told him I loved all his work in Death Grips, and I noticed he was staring straight through me, without blinking. I looked behind me but there was no one there, he was just looking straight past me at the blank wall. When I asked if he was okay, he shook his head, and grabbed my wrist; he wouldn't let go.
MC Ride held onto my wrist for a good twenty seconds before I decided to pull away from him. As I walked away, I could hear him whispering "it goes, it goes, it goes". I turned round and looked at him again, and he had a single tear streaming down his cheek, into his beard.
I didn't sleep that night.