“My leg hurts”. It’s the straps. Too tight. “I don’t feel good.” Chemicals. It’ll all be okay. Everything was blurry. He remembered looking through the blue blanket,…… Read more “This is a Story About a Boy”
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Consolatio
“Table for one, sir? He looked around, startled. The restaurant was bustling with the energy most common in New York style bistros. Couples held hands…… Read more “Consolatio”
This is a Story About a Machine
Was it always like this? He could remember or could he looking in the mirror, wiping the steam away, and being disappointed. Waiting to see some…… Read more “This is a Story About a Machine”