Fear is the heart of love.
a short story
All night flight. I came here on an all night flight. Only a few months ago it was back in the fall, the autumn, yes, I remember it no don’t tell me I was always here haunting this house - these houses - on N Street, these twin brownstones standing side by side from a hundred years before Citizen Kane and
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