December
31st
,
Eighty
Years
Ago
.
It
was
three
o
clock
in
the
morning
and
I
was
not
asleep
.
A
beautiful
woman
lay
in
birthing
room
C
of
the
Cleveland
Clinic
,
her
chest
heaving
and
skin
shiny
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A Million And One
General Fictionmy novella, which shows up in one-word columns. fuck it.
