I still sleep under the blanket Lan bought me. Us. Not even mostly because she wanted her father to see the line item on her credit card bill and wonder what it was for.
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>> posted by John Psmyth • 10/26/2004 07:02:00 PM •
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The corner: Her window is shut; the shades are drawn; all the windows are dark, faceless, eyeless; the soiled white door, ajar 24/7, padlocked now. Yet the house had just bought new couches and chairs for the waiting room: Red velvet, brass frames. {NA} The Corner[1], [2], [3], [4], [5], [6], and [7].
>> posted by John Psmyth • 10/26/2004 06:55:00 PM •
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All characters and situations fictional. Copyright (c) 2003-2007 by "John Psmyth."
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