Monday, May 07, 2012

Thousand: Seven Hundred Forty-One

number? Can I call you? Are you hungry?” Don’t ever shop when you’re hungry. You will buy more than you can afford. “That one. The desperation. You can smell it.” “Are you free? What am I saying? Of course you’re free! When does anybody ever ask you anywhere?” “Stop sniveling. Stop whining. Stop your sobbing.” Once upon a time, you say to yourself, looking out at the field, at the butterfly tumbling in the spring sunshine just above the wet nose of the dog leaping, leaping to catch it. Once upon a time there was a dog named Prince. The

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