William Harding:
It was Wednesday when we met, Saturday when I asked her to move in, and by Sunday there were flowers in my apartment and hummus in my refrigerator. I don't remember waking up that Sunday. I don't think I ever slept. I just sat there thinking, "God damn, this must be what praying is like."
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:44