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Emily dropped out of Humboldt State, 22 years old. She paints fences for money and takes the train into the hills- finds fireflies, sleeps on the sand, empties wine bottles, can't pay her rent. It's 345. Her apartment is small, 400 sq. feet. Had a guy sleep over last night in the kitchen on a blowup mattress. She wrote about it in a journal, the one I gave to save her from rain, fog, and moments like this. Flickering sky, distant glitter of valley stars.
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 10:51 AM UTC
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Emily dropped out of Humboldt State, 22 years old. She paints fences for money and takes the train into the hills- finds fireflies, sleeps on the sand, empties wine bottles, can't pay her rent. It's 345. Her apartment is small, 400 sq. feet. Had a guy sleep over last night in the kitchen on a blowup mattress. She wrote about it in a journal, the one I gave to save her from rain, fog, and moments like this. Flickering sky, distant glitter of valley stars.
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 10:51 AM UTC
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