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Paris, I Love You but You're Bringing Me Down
by Rosecrans Baldwin
by Rosecrans Baldwin
ehn, we'll see.
i recognize these lines, said one of em myself recently about my own two-month old -- the humpy forehead klingon one. though he wasn't digesting anything except the scene he was in.
from RB's text:
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In the beginning of my job, I had a look: toddler struggling with digestion. I saw it reflected back at me in people’s sunglasses, absorbed by my coworkers’ eyes. They weren’t used to an American coming up so close, being such a worried listener—me pressing in with my nervous smile, my jaw clamped, my forehead rippling with humps like a Klingon’s.
"
i recognize these lines, said one of em myself recently about my own two-month old -- the humpy forehead klingon one. though he wasn't digesting anything except the scene he was in.
from RB's text:
"
In the beginning of my job, I had a look: toddler struggling with digestion. I saw it reflected back at me in people’s sunglasses, absorbed by my coworkers’ eyes. They weren’t used to an American coming up so close, being such a worried listener—me pressing in with my nervous smile, my jaw clamped, my forehead rippling with humps like a Klingon’s.
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