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Calf, fiction by James Owens

Dad is think­ing about me and a woman, but he has for­got­ten he is doing it. The heater in the truck makes the win­dows sweat on the inside and drip in lines like cry­ing, and the lights of the cars … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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