you’re jamming the glowing number one button with your index finger. slip slide on the marble tile elevator floor in pink filthied ballet slippers. size 6 on the right foot. size 6 1/2 on the left. run through that freshly waxed hallway down onto Front Street. eventually, a left at Kettner and dial violently. "i don’t understand" he says.
and you never did.

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