the origin of clouds (a novel)#16
The house was empty. Everywhere Lincoln looked, there were places where things were missing. Abstract patches like absent pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, stamped into beige, living room carpet […]
The house was empty. Everywhere Lincoln looked, there were places where things were missing. Abstract patches like absent pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, stamped into beige, living room carpet […]
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