Love is walking through that busy city and thinking: somewhere she is in this busy city too, until she isn’t but you never want to know that and so you never ask and you always say “somewhere she is...”
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CRISPY GOES AWAY FOR A WHILE IN ORDER TO COMMUNE WITH THE SPIRIT OF LITTLE STEVIE WONDER, CIRCA 1967
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