Well who to love then?
Isn't everyone a stranger? Strange is a good word. She "made strange". Why don't we talk like that anymore? Make strange. I want to "make strange".
This is a scrap of paper that someone wrote the title of a book on, and then slowly, quietly, mysteriously, slid it across the desk to me. (I work at a library). Asking for it, without asking. Warning, perhaps. He is a grumpy old man who loves romance novels and Tom Robbins.
I kept it.
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