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Once he told her the truth she felt dead with hurt and she asked him if he was a monster, and he said he was comfortable living with regret.

We watched the young women dressed in red dresses, flaunting impending power, the world and how they’d shape it, and we felt old and thirsty

They had walked for so long. He was thirsty. My leg hurts, he complained. This was his fault. Shut up or I’ll punch the other one, she said.

The stream becomes a river becomes an ocean. Estuaries form. An ecosystem. He now realizes he may have overdone it. But the girls were cute.

He was the “big man on campus” but his girlfriend knew better and he would buy her anything to shut her up but he just wasn’t wealthy enough