“In the spring of 2020, when the lockdown began, Liz still owned the ax that broke down her childhood front door…”
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“In the spring of 2020, when the lockdown began, Liz still owned the ax that broke down her childhood front door…”
“To sew a jacket, one must first imagine it fragmented.”
“If ever a saint could be described as not giving any fucks, it would be her.”
“He loved the sense that sex could be an intervention between two people.”
