folders hidden in folders of folders hidden in folders notes on spies on Google Drive and what did you find? canonically speaking a know-it-all pudding in place of a brain and so good at putting clothes on your perfect body and so good at placing doubt in silver frames and there it was, all of it, waiting, list of suspects and a bain-marie of white chocolate for a cousin’s baby shower and what a sweet child it will be his parents are so lovely and shy this is where she fell asleep on the couch you brought me such joy and this is where it ends this might be the truck I woke up inside of, if I could remember the truck or remember the place evidence on iPads like a returned fiddle leaf fig from the Home Depot in Bed Stuy and what were you doing there and how did it go? we don’t wander the aisles at Kohl's sipping lemonade and Burnett’s anymore nothing to spy on no reason to lie
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