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Turning tragedy into carnival was kind of her thing. But it seemed unfair that the only love available to Margo was so inadequate and painful.
He was a wind chime in human form, dangling dorkily from the glorious tree of higher education.
Fucking slut it up!”
She could not explain how much the idea of returning to waiting tables filled her with dread. As dehumanizing as running an OnlyFans was supposed to be, that was how dehumanizing waitressing actually was.
“That’s just the internet,” Jinx said, “a disgusting place, really. This is kind of like trying to have a nice dinner party in hell. Certain things you’re just going to have to put up with.
