My parents offered for me to be the boy in a neighbor’s production of waiting for godot when I was 7 and it’s been down hill ever since.
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A Short Story 2022
Every day she makes a bowl of memory-forget noodles.
Good wind,fog,greyness.
The way the cat creature walks
That lens reveal in the blue theatre
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