Salmonella Summer
We Are All Strangers
La Femme Assise
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Celeste sat on the concrete stairs of the station. She was a little shaky; she didn’t dare try to stand. A minute ago, she was lying prone, the sharp edges of the steps digging into her head, back, hips and legs. There’d be nasty green and purple bruises tomorrow, she realized, but that was the least of her concerns.
cont. p. 2
Distillation
