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The bear stole a balloon. It was easy. In the woods, of all places, a small boy with hair like poorly sanded gold was toddling behind his mother and his […]
The bear stole a balloon. It was easy. In the woods, of all places, a small boy with hair like poorly sanded gold was toddling behind his mother and his […]
I got lost on my way to Maine, about a year after college, trying to make the last thirty miles on an empty tank of gas. I didn’t make it. […]