You cut your hair on a Tuesday when the newspaper revealed / fourteen different murders spread out in over five different territories.
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A redhead walks into a bar and orders a drink. "Barely iced, please," she says. "Pulp of ginger. Fourteen cherries and a love note rim."
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I imagine every door I approach to be a portal toward a different temperature, pace, language of thought.
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I thought it was because of the desks, which were never quite big enough to contain my well-read anxieties.
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Read MoreCity Porn (it's not what you think)
When Brooklyn felt too heavy to hold onto, I moved to Boulder, Colorado.
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