Was reminded of this old short story thanks to a late-night shit-shoot with the PD fam. Thought I’d share it so the right people might get to read it. Not going to give it any other context, except that gound is the proper term for the gunk in your eyes when you wake up. A boy lies next to you on a dingy, leather sofa. You fit snugly on the far left of the couch, side pressed against the...
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