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We went outside to the street to buy cigarettes. I asked you how recording was going. You didn’t ask me anything about what I’d been doing since the last time you saw me. There was a real half-peeled banana in the middle of the sidewalk a block from the convenience store. You took a picture of it with your phone, both of our shoes at the edge to make a frame. We smoked outside in the sun. It was late April in the Northeast, so we still wore our coats. I was thankful for the insulation that kept me from pressing myself up against you. I swallowed all of my questions.
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