Comments for: Touching Touching 1. A pine board: the grain a white shine under dull gold. And where I touch it, I leave a mark. The salts and acids of my sweat eat in. Read More Back to story → Read more
Touching 1. A pine board: the grain a white shine under dull gold. And where I touch it, I leave a mark. The salts and acids of my sweat eat in. Read More
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