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Faith Is the Thing with Feathers

If this computer screen did not separate me from you, do you know what I would do? I would sit across from you in a coffee shop and we would sip cappuccino and eat croissants. Damn, I love croissants. And I would ask you about you. I would ask you something about how you grew up, maybe, or we’d talk about books. And maybe I’d share with you my latest […]

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