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World of Blue

It was autumn, or late summer. She existed more than half her waking life in the coat-room she called home. At this palace of a department store—she, the coat-check girl, I, the elevator guy. It was a long time ago. … Continue reading

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Scarecrow

You got to ask yourself: Do you want to fuck Judy Garland? Or do you want to become her? I wasn’t prepared for this line of questioning. I was eleven at the time. Or twelve. I think, eleven. My mother’s … Continue reading

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Judy Garland

Tell yourself Christmas is a Technicolor fantasy celebrated on the moon. Bring young Judy Garland to mind. Have her sing Christmas is a Technicolor fantasy celebrated on the moon, the lyrics improvisationally transmitted from your mind to her lips. While … Continue reading

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Technicolor

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