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I walked through the snow and sat down on one of the two seats of the old, red ski lift and thought, “If only someone could break open that door and pick the lock to start the engine again, I...
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I liked being a mess. The desk that should have been clear so I could do my homework was always besieged with bowls of cereal and spoiled milk, old magazines, and Post-it notes I had forgotten to...
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His beautiful tanned skin didn't look like it belonged in Brattleboro. His jet black hair was short on the sides and longer on top, the army cut. He wore fitted Levis, caked with dirt, and tan...