"Our conversations happened in my blood, or if I wanted to hear its voice, I could hold down F-sharp and middle C on my plastic Casio, and from underneath these notes came a far-off staticky voice, like a truck driver on CB, just out of range."
Thursday, September 27, 2012
No one belongs here more than you - Pg 113 : Making Love in 2003
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