May 2012
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On turning 25
Hmpf. It’s funny being here.
I used to absorb time by the day, filtering weeks like hand-rolled cigarettes, the hours disintegrating into tiny plumes of present. I used to think I could always live in the moment, wrapped in the soft glow of Providence street lamps as snow quietly fell upon the pavement. And more often than not I did, standing still as the air billowed from my lips, my...
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