chunks of flommus
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Andru Defeye
flashbacks
He is holding her. They look very much in love. Her knees buckle. It’s 9:53am. From two blocks away her body goes lifeless. I
on gardening and existential crises
Some of us are good at planting Picking weeds Turning soil helping seeds find their roots. Others of us are good at uprooting and cleaning