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She began to explore the bowels of the system, unused tunnels that were occupied by a community of cast-aside characters.

He introduced himself to Mom, carried her garbage bag of belongings over to the elevator like it was a designer handbag, and instructed Richie, the uniformed elevator operator, to take them up to Room 412.

Mom wrote in her diary that she slept until noon that day and woke up feeling refreshed, filled with a renewed sense of hope.

I was still living with Beatrice, my grandmother, who handed me the receiver after a few words with her daughter.

When he appeared out of the thick vegetation near Obo, in the Central African Republic, the only thing he had on him was a Bible.

The hypnosis meetup turned out to be disorganized, so an experienced hypnotist named David started teaching an impromptu class.

In it I heard Mountain Man coaching his lacrosse team.

My internal recoil caused a small part of me to die of shame.

And it was crushing to know that even if I wanted to cave to my desires, what happened in those stories was impossible.

Or I valued the preservation of my fairy tale over the actual relationship.