Growing Pains and Grit
The garage door clamped down, cinching like too-snug denim. A familiar echo signaled along with this thump of finality, obscuring the now-vacated space, recently rid of the slick-tired, red-wine...
The garage door clamped down, cinching like too-snug denim. A familiar echo signaled along with this thump of finality, obscuring the now-vacated space, recently rid of the slick-tired, red-wine...
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