The last days of June are lost, a total mystery to him beyond the knowledge that this life began in June, he remembers it was June. July passed in a heat haze of incomprehension. It is August in this City of Angels. Waterfront's cool and so that's where he is, this newcomer to the human race, adrift at the shoreline
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Just amazing. I second: You are an amazing writer.
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Thanks, hon.
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Love it! very very well done!
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Glad you enjoyed!
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Damn it.
*grabs for a tissue, AGAIN*
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