
Ayşegül Savaş Reads “Long Distance”
The New Yorker: The Writer's Voice - New Fiction from The New Yorker
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Leo and Leo's Adolescent Son, Leo, a Young Man, He Said.
Leo decided to drop it. She went to her torturers funeral after a decade trying to escape pep can start over? Leo said, i don't know. Well, you weren't there. The sex and loom above them like an invisible boulder. In the morning, they stayed awhile in bed,. Their skin acquainted, their conversation giddy. Breakfast was jam filled cornette at the cafe downstairs. When they finished their second coffees, leo suggested visiting the vatican or the forum. Get some sulphistik, leo said, some fanny packs and hats. This was another happy moment when he brought up his next visit.
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