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But sometimes I look at my hangers and feel a glimmer of Wanderlust. Yup, my hangers. Because my hangers have been where I have never ventured

“People do change, Ta,” said Shulamis softly. “I’ve met Dizzy here and there at simchahs, he’s not the person you remember”

“You’re absolutely obligated to call the mother back and tell her your impression,” he informed me

I’m bundling airborne gift boxes of energy, picturing you as you had been before, hoping that you’ll continue to be after

In school, she ran the show. But she couldn’t reach her own son

“Remember how much of our shopping used to be done in actual stores? You could touch the food, feel the fabric, you had to stand in line to pay”