The Puppeteer's Knife
The plan for the evening had been simple, the way all my plans were lately.
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The plan for the evening had been simple, the way all my plans were lately.
The gallery had been open exactly eleven months and two weeks when I decided to humiliate myself in public.
*This story was born from a bet I once overheard in a farmer's market: how much heat can two people who already trust each other carry in…
The jukebox was playing that same Counting Crows song it always plays.