Passing(ly) Familar(ity)
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I had a foul weekend interspersed with good events. I don't even remember the whole thing: barbecues and migraines, missed concerts and sore throats moving about in my memory. By this morning, I wasn't happy. These days, I seemingly almost never am.
Then I touched her again, removed from her constricting means of transport when I thought I would have to give her back. And, damnit, she still won't sing, but it made me feel much better.
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