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writing short experimental stories
tomorrow, yesterday, and today
An experimental short story exploring the idea of purgatory
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I was weeping as much for him as her; we do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights