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Theirs is a story of three cities.
Tomas remembers the Paris of winter. He remembers the Seine under Pont d'Iéna, the tower and its tourists ahead of them. The cold sewage smell on the wind, the wind catching in their coats. He remembers Fabien's scarf was double-knotted and dove grey and that Fabien hardly blinked against the white sky that day. The city colored itself to suit him.
Why the river?
He remembers making a scene. He remembers making a scene because Fabien wouldn't even look at him.
"Don't tell me what I want, Fabien!"
Fabien had lowered his head, inclined his face toward Tomas, breathing quietly. Fabien had always moved
Do you know the taste of the universe?One day, when you’re five years old and made out of fractured sunlight and mirror shards, you sit down on the bench of the MAX train. You’re dressed in your winter coat and boots that are too big and one of your parents has pulled your hat too close over your ears.
You’re sitting next to your mother, and on the other side is a man that smells like loneliness, something that you’ll later know as cigarettes and alcohol and homelessness. He’s crying quietly into the top of his jacket and you’re scared to look because you’ve never seen an adult cry.
The train ride goes on for five minutes, which is a lo
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