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...these scratched-on pink and orange sticky notes, with these corners of napkins and torn receipts. It'll be like we spent the day together. Sort of. Here they are in all their explanation-free, hourless glory: One: You being the glass of ice water I immersed my burned hand in. A temporary refuge. A numbing device. Momentarily relieving the pain. I knew it would return once the Effects of you...

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