R.M. Dolin, April 10, 2024 After things blew up,I vowed to never again visit Paris,but then I did, needingto painfully wander memory-lacedboulevards one last time.To coldly cross cobblestonesthat no longer support me,yet somehow settle my souland draw me toward believingI must return.It’s hard to explain …
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