Letters To Ghosts

[afellowwaitress]

It's 12:32 am in Tucson at a familiar motel near the airport. We've done this stretch of highway before

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[bunnybutt]

Ah, Waitress. We've never met, and yet I feel as close to you as any of my flesh and blood friends. If I were closer to Oceanside, would you have invited me to T-day? I like to think so