Hot, early suburb, still as the wedding cake in the freezer given over to the dogs. A lot of cruelty to sweet beasts, a lot of dogs and men shot while the girl—name her for Christmas, name her for Elvis— diaries the bad blank masochist romance novel in sentences she...
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