She laughed aloud. It was good to feel laughter, to release it. To believe it was permitted. That many things might now, finally, be allowed. We are vulnerable when we feel that way. But not, in truth, any more than we live curtailed, held back, enraged, afraid. Everything is, indeed, always changing. And not usually […]
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