
Claire-Louise Bennett Reads “Invisible Bird”
The New Yorker: The Writer's Voice - New Fiction from The New Yorker
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The Bathroom Was Small, but It Was Always Spotless
I can't remember what we slept on when we stayed at kenny and anna's, but i think it was something proper. I used a vanilla scented body lotion, then swiss formula. The atmosphere felt unyielding, yet unbearably combust table. It was only a matter of time before one of us exploded. Really, the underlying current was entirely factious. Sometimes they ked horribly bidable, and other times impressively contemptuous.
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