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Aging

A drawing on a napkin, a motorcycle helmet, a sound never heard before

Listening to the scamper of steps, the same question every fifteen seconds, the laughter of the guards

A foot massage, two demonic brothers, a thief

An eclipse, a single gardenia and an avocado, a fine blue Cadillac

A tiny duckling, a bullethole in the ceiling, chocolate chip cookies and bomb craters

Shifting into gear and ramming a garbage can into the wall, buying a house together, playing apple-war games

Secret codes, an underground network of doctors, complications

New neighbors, the sack of Rome, a treehouse in the Cascade Mountains

Killing God; discovering orgasms; feeling connected by a giant, invisible web linking all things

A Swiss boarding school, a twig from a licorice plant, a chocolatier

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