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January 6 - January 14, 2025
Nash Hawthorne would probably tip his cowboy hat to Death herself.
“When you’re ready, if you’re ever ready, if it’s going to be me—just flip that disk. Heads, I kiss you.” His voice broke slightly.
“Tails, you kiss me. And either way, it means something.”
“Heads, you kiss me,” I said. “Tails, I kiss you. And this time…” My voice cracked. “It means something.”

