Eric Brauneis

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“What do you mean?” He rolled over and pulled the sheet over their heads so they lay in semi-darkness with the freckles on their noses nearly touching. If they could just stay like this, sealed from the world beneath a pink cotton bedsheet. If they could just hit pause and cocoon themselves in this moment. They passed back and forth a single breath that grew heavier with each exhalation.
The Tsar of Love and Techno
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