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I was lost when they let me out so I went down to the shipyard.

Dad is catnip to the lady residents. He’s tall and lean, plus he’s got all his hair.

No one was awake and I was hungover young as clean as a piano.

Give him a bottle of red wine. You’ll be his best friend right away.

The nights she and Wade have sex she can’t do so without feeling guilty.

Yes, Sweetness, a white shadow shimmers on the X-ray of the future.

You and the cat wish I were baking pumpkin pie and we were happier.

There were so many tired, frayed words thick in the air around her.

“Fuck you,” I said, but it was hard to say it with any meaning.

I’ve got my hands around the man’s legs when I notice the blood.