And Now a Lack of Shirts or What We Miss Every Morning

Sep 02, 2007 20:13

A gaggle of us drove up to the top of the world at three this morning, in the insane half-reality of such an indefinable time. As befits the way we substitute innocence for bitterness, we substituted the sugar of a six-pack of cream soda for the expected beer, set up a blanket on the slope of Windy Hill (where, hooligans that we were, we were most ( Read more... )

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fshfsh September 3 2007, 04:20:15 UTC
Your story is like sex. Especially the second paragraph.

I have a Garica Marquez story for you to read, about children playing with light.

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gorgeouslywrong September 3 2007, 04:50:17 UTC
WHAT IS THIS STORY TELL ME THE NAME.

Glad you liked. Mwa!

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fshfsh September 3 2007, 05:39:56 UTC
It was in Best American Non-Required of last year. Indeed, the collection which is edited by Eggers of Pirate Store Fame.
You might not find it printed many other places. I'll bring the book for you.

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iamiorek September 3 2007, 06:06:09 UTC
This is so Where I Grew Up. It sounds perfect. I want to cry. Thanks. :)

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