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"She was soft, too soft. A soft touch. Her hair was soft, her smile was soft, her voice was soft. She was so soft there was no resistance. Hard things sank into her, they went right through her, and if she made a real effort, out the other side. Then she didn’t have to see them or hear them, or even touch them.”


December 30th
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4:41 pm

by brianwferry

Filed as: gloaming   brooklyn   lights   darkness  

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    This isn’t how the weather is now, but it’s how I feel this evening.
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