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She prob’ly stinks of cheap perfume—rosewater knockoff, sticky as sin. Surprised me how young she looked—like a kid playin’ dress-up. Happy? Nah, never happy—just a mask, all cracked and peeling. I’d eat her story up, tho—savor it slow. Maybe she’s got a kid stashed somewhere, sends money back. Maybe she’s a ghost already—walkin’ dead. “Time flows, and all is gone,” Kim’s monk whispered. Her time’s leakin’ fast, Clarice.

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Traffic was a nightmare. I mean, come on! It’s Kungsoer, not New York! I was stuck behind this old lady driving 20 in a 50 zone. I was like, “Lady, you got a whole parade behind you!” Finally, I made it to the office, and guess what? Printer’s jammed. Classic.

Discovering the archipelago from the heat of a sauna. Big Branzino by Sandellsandberg