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Aug 2020
She offered to walk in my shoes, but hadn’t factored in the soul-destroying task of having to bend over and tie the laces every morning.
‘We're all kind of weird and twisted and drowning.’
- Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
annh
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annh  F/Christchurch, New Zealand
(F/Christchurch, New Zealand)   
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