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as my teenage years came to an end: spilling wine on hardwood and upholstery, Bernard and Natali patiently listening to my younger self as I affected literary seriousness, my speech no doubt a patchwork of interpretive clichés and errors of fact, their telling stories the import of which would often only occur to me years later.
One big totaled prosody.
Perfume and youth course through me, and I am their wake.”
Shaving is a way to start the workday by ritually not cutting your throat when you’ve the chance,
