across the table at the bad luck restaurant, i watched her become brief snippets of herself, the girl i met four and a half months ago suddenly bowed down at the Altar of Second Best. and next to her, the person i chased for years- sullen, self involved, powerful, with a kind of quietly compacted anger. it was always magnets with me, north to
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