A few weeks ago, I looked at my bookshelf, kicking myself for not having gotten a library card yet. I needed something to read. Something to wreck my day in a way only good fiction can do. Something to save from reality. I found a book of short stories that I accrued from a college class, though which one, I don't remember. Don't Make Me Stop Now
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