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He always had the same dream.
The river was redgold along the edges.
It’s the time of year.
What’s happened to you?
We might have been friends.
You’re all right.
Neither of them said anything.
Could I live here?
You’re drunk now.
The same song about lost loves and old hates.
He was gazing into a new and wonderful world.
Stay-up-all-night time and lie in bed half the next day.
No-work-in-the-morning time.
How the hell did we get here anyway?
Streets like the one she lived on were no accident.
I’m sorry to have taken your time.
He held it up and studied it, surprised.
He listened to the sound of her key turning in the lock.
And thinking about it that way, she was frightened by her own audacity.
I’m young and strong, there isn’t anything I can’t do.
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