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An Intervention

We had transferred at Lloyd Center and we were waiting to get on the 70. I had no sense that things were going to happen. There was a woman there who had a little girl in a stroller, like a … Continue reading

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At That Moment Everything Changed

He was just the type. Maybe late 20s, early 30s, slender, dark hair. He had immense bike packs on each side of his tire. Kind of like a chimpanzee’s ass. I had a new baby and I was sleep-deprived, so … Continue reading

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