“Max Azzarello set himself on fire that Friday before opening statements in the park outside the courthouse. When I arrived, all that was left of him was a slow-rolling yellowish-brown smoke, which smelled plastic and gamy. I swallowed bits of him while I attempted to eat a cheesesteak offered to me by a cameraman in the press pool. Every so often, we would have to stop eating because the wind blew his ashes directly into us. Eventually, I stuffed the cheesesteak in my jacket pocket and found it later, to my surprise, while reaching for my Juul.”

— Isabelle Brourman, New York Magazine