friday i pick up mike from the belmar train station and amanda calls me. "I AM HOME. COME SEE ME." i feel guilty pulling on the end of the joint before i go to see her, then i feel nervous turning onto her street. "mike, i have butterflies. is that 'gay'? i don't care." and long enthusiastic shrieks/i've never run so fast in my whole life as i see
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