The Back Room Had a Chair in It
July seventeenth. There was a bookshop. I had walked past it a few times in the fall when I was doing the east-side route, the kind of place where you can only see a sliver throug…
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July seventeenth. There was a bookshop. I had walked past it a few times in the fall when I was doing the east-side route, the kind of place where you can only see a sliver throug…
Read entryIt is June. It is summer. I am inside. There's a textbook open on my desk that I've been technically looking at for about two hours. In that time I have: highlighted three sentenc…
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