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Sincerely, Mike
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Complete, First published Apr 22, 2017
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After an embarrassing meltdown at the IHeartRadio Festival, Billie Joe Armstrong is sent to rehab to seek treatment for suicidal tendencies, mental illness, and years of substance abuse.  His best friend, Mike Dirnt, feels directly responsible for and horribly guilty about letting Billie's habits reach the level of intensity that they did; he's desperate to give Billie the apology he deserves before it's too late, but when he finds out that the rehabilitation center Billie is staying at won't let him communicate with his friend physically, he is forced to turn to what seems to be his only viable method of communication: the nearly obsolete art of heartfelt correspondence.
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Epistolary.
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Inspired by the song Sincerely, Me from Dear Evan Hansen.
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