inexplicably deep in the memory rn of one night in january 2016 drunk as shit wandering aimlessly somewhere in new york, suddenly realizing new snow was falling, landing on dry ground, it was that year’s big blizzard and i woke up next morning to 2 ft of snow, streets quiet
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Have you thought about doing creative writing? Maybe you already do write? You come across as someone with poetic sensibilities and a mastery of language, even in this limited/ironic setting on Twitter.
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