December 2011
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hanging
I wake up and my body is heavy. I sink in my bed again. You’re there hanging in my mind. Your menacing memory is unbearable. I know I am not doomed for eternity, but I will for a while. You don’t realize the crime. You don’t realize the impact of your actions. I feel like I missed the last train to heaven. I am sitting in this now abandoned station, with no one left, but myself to pity for not...
The U.S. standard: From Bangladesh to Finland →
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You know you're in China when you have to write an...
