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When I write, I typically find myself focusing on brief descriptions of people or places that I have had intimate relationships with. Sometimes they are character descriptions, sometimes they are concise events, but either way I tend to focus exclusively on one period of my life, and the people and places that are connected to that period.
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515 South Willard Street THESE WALLS WON'T HOLD US FOREVER BABY'S BLOOD AND HIKING BOOTS THE EYE OF THE STORM HUNGER WE'RE ALL BLIND IN FOGGY LIVING ROOMS WHEN EVERY PLACE YOU LOOK IS THE WRONG PLACE SPEAKING THE LANGUAGE OF SEEDS THE ESQUISITE STING OF FELINE JUDGEMENT WHEN THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY |
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