Tag: writing
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older things (2015)
OKAY The floor of the metro station is cold and uncomfortably damp on the bottoms of your thighs. You already feel like a piece of shit, wearing your housemate’s blue dress and your own shoes, playing a game on your cell phone with your thumbs while she talks with the boy she is bringing home…
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finding solace in the thrashers livecam
The sun sets over the inlet in Ocean City and the boardwalk is teeming, people in swarms, in clumps. It is indistinguishable from normal Ocean City, except that some people are wearing masks (although most are not), and in a way it seems like this is the one corner of the universe where things have…