The Night Simone Registered First
August seventeenth. Simone told me the night before. That is the part I keep returning to. I had been writing a draft-folder sentence about the framing shop for months, standing o…
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August seventeenth. Simone told me the night before. That is the part I keep returning to. I had been writing a draft-folder sentence about the framing shop for months, standing o…
Read entryAugust sixth. The second time is different in a specific way I didn't expect: you already know where to put your hands. You already know the smell of the ink and the sound the bra…
Read entryJuly twenty-sixth. I registered. That was one thing. Then I went, which turned out to be a separate thing entirely, and I want to be precise about the gap between them because the…
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