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I had a key to the back door of the house and when the lock turned you developed this sense all the organs in the house were twisting, that the bolt was a mile long and hitched to train cars. The windows had a special kind of glass you couldn’t see through. And you couldn’t hear…
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I rose and made it halfway to the sink before, my mind so shot through with holes, I fainted and smacked off the countertop. My girlfriend screamed. I …
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“And now I’ll take it off,” she said in faux-dramatics, grinned and removed her yoga pants. She planted one foot on a chair, threw back her head and po…
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