My grandmother survived a war by being in the wrong line that turned out to be the right one. I exist because of a guard's passing mood. I try to live like I owe someone that.
R.S. · Brooklyn
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JUNE 2026
My grandmother survived a war by being in the wrong line that turned out to be the right one. I exist because of a guard's passing mood. I try to live like I owe someone that.