We seated next to the window, the trail a dash of lamplight, customers, away from unlimited unknowable regulators
We seated next to the window, the El Monte CA backpage escort trail a dash of lamplight, customers, away from unlimited unknowable regulators Almost everywhere, passersby came up off alleyways, vehicles, busses, only to drop-off once again, walk the night with darker, drowning breadth. I pushed the newest grain around with my hand. I thought […]
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