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The little girl
I remember the night it all started. It was a cold Thursday evening. The sky was dark and heavy, like it was about to rain. I had closed my curtains,…
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Einstein’s Lunatic
Hanging haphazardly in one hand is my favorite bottle of wine. The 1945 Romanée-Conti. Naturally, I don’t think you will know that. I also don't think you should be able…
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Broken Ep. 1
The first time I heard my father swear, was when his best friend died and was buried immediately. The family didn’t budge despite my father’s plea to let his friend’s…