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Michael remembered when he would lay awake at night as a child and in his mind escape to the woods.

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I’ve been here before. it wasn’t you though— it was her before you, and then she before her … before you.

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I don't know how to describe it, in the way that it should be.The ghosts of the founding fathersthru subway smoke and traffic light,visions of long before the Dakotasuccumbing to the myth of gravity,dead bodies stuck in water towerson the roofs of cheap hotels,counterfeit…

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she smiled

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