I ran into my ex. He was walking towards the checkout with a stack of books as I was walking in. After I saw him I left as fast as possible. Walked straight to Fiction in the very back and realized I was looking for Knausgard in the wrong section. He was in Nordic, not American. I lingered. I found the book I came for but I lingered. Stood in a daze in …
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