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the pros and cons of a photographic memory
Sometimes, in the middle of the night when nobody’s awake but him, he presses his face to the window and closes his eyes. It cools him down. He’ll shed his clothes and leave himself in only a blanket. The things he remembers will flicker in and out: pieces of words Leader’s said and ghost-touches on his skin, invisible fingers trailing down his chest, across his hipbones, between...
