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Thursday, April 22, 2004

when we lived at 318/320 harrison through the hot summers, sticky and unbelievably restless at midnight or so, nicholas and i would go on a date down the street to 7-11 for slurpies and along the way we'd run headlong into all the gossip, our city as a newpaper story, a crowd of punks gleefully describing with pointing arms how only an hour before the frat over there had been firebombed, and our life was cozy and domesticated, we lived together like an awful mistake but took such care of each other---! we'd cook dinners for one another and get each other drunk and wash each other's hair and it is that, reader, that was the best part. the nougat center of those years.

i wish for someone to take care with sometimes


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