Monday, August 14, 2006
Ursa: The Final Saga (For Right Now, Anyway) Or Puppy Love
I’ll never forget that morning after our first night together. You followed me into the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror to shave, as you moved over to the toilet. Suddenly, you darted away, and I saw your reflection as you departed: a small, red puppy with floppy ears, unfurling a roll of...
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