Tag: #washingtondc
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14. Recipe For A Man

“So.” Anne looks at me. “So,” I agree. Four eyes blink rapidly to avoid welling up and over. We hate goodbyes. I mentally note to move D.C. to Illinois when I return home. It can switch places with Schaumburg. There’s a mall. Anne knocks my foot with her shoe. One Converse taps one purple heel,…
