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Mincing and Piecing

"Sensory," says Grace, reaching for her purple toothbrush. "Century," I say. "Sure, yeah." I have no idea what she's talking about. It is early morning, early meaning "no caffeine yet." I hand her the toothpaste. Grace sighs. It is the sigh of an old soul, weary of putting up with the limited intellect of humans.… Continue reading Mincing and Piecing