What’s It Like to Be You, Chuck?
When you, Anthony, and Cindy came walking down the hall that evening, I remember looking at your outrageous* hat, blanching, and exchanging a baffled look with Cindy. I knew very little of Cindy at the time, so what passed between us, to me, felt like an awareness that she and I were both looking at […]
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