Finally…
‘You recognize me?’ a voice asks on the telephone. The conversation dredges up twelve years of hurt, longings and unmet needs. Days of concession lunches and pointy fingers. Springs spent… Read more »
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‘You recognize me?’ a voice asks on the telephone. The conversation dredges up twelve years of hurt, longings and unmet needs. Days of concession lunches and pointy fingers. Springs spent… Read more »