“When we said our goodbyes, I took a shortcut as the crow flies walking home across a patch of icy lawn at sunrise thinking intently about Josephine Vilette. The crunching under my footsteps and whipping wind sounded like applause, as if an audience was clapping for me. I stopped and listened, still a little high from the weed and bowed deeply at the wa…
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