there's a brand-new dance, but i don't even know its name.
my friend sarah curated her first show at the tugboat gallery in lincoln. it opened this weekend, and i took a few snaps. i don't think sarah was the model used for the painting in the background, but she was willing to mimic it for me.
Matt bought the house on Archer Avenue in the winter of his thirty-fifth year. Over the next decade, he and his wife had three children and then they separated. They were never legally divorced.
Virtually all memory of the brilliance of Matt had been erased by two decades of betrayal, failure and disaster.
Matt died tragically rescuing his family from the wreckage of a destroyed sinking battleship.
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