Red Rot

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on distance

I felt not only the hours separating me from him but the succession of strange places, too, as though the more hours passed and the more strange places I went into, the farther I moved from him, and I would have to go back through that time and each of those places to find him again.

Lydia Davis, The End of the Story

10:16 p.m. - 2012-02-29

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