November 2011
Anonymous asked: where do you live ?
The New Yorker: Three Days by Samantha Hunt →
It is colder than most Thanksgivings. The ruts in the driveway have solidified, forming seals of creaky ice. Beatrice and Clem walk to his truck in silence and she feels as if she were still onscreen. She imagines that the video game has somehow sharpened her abilities. She feels as if she could…
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abudhabi33-deactivated20121013 asked: hey dude i been meaning to tell you this but you dress fly lol.
