What I Can’t Carry, Bury
“No irons, flat irons, waffle irons, curling irons.” I understood: Do not shape anything.
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Alfonzo looked aghast, like they were the two most naïve immigrants in the history of New York. “ICE is preparing to break through that door with guns and night vision goggles, maybe even dogs, and you’re worried about the breeze?”