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Bibliophagic Muse

Today, I spent $30 on paper. I don’t know why I did it – wait, that’s not true. I don’t want to say I know what I did it. But I know. I’m hoping my muse eats paper. See, I’ve … Continue reading

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The House

Sometimes, when I read something like this, it makes me miss my old house. But just a little bit.

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