I love so many things.

I love seeing my father’s face when I do something he is proud of. I love the smell of burning candles. I love Kendrick Lamar, and I love the short prickly noise between songs on a record.

I love the Yankees. I love American cheese. I love finding beauty in small, unimportant things. I love the color white because it goes with everything, but I love the color black because of its authority.

I love so many things in this world, and I would love for another person to enjoy all of these things with me.

B

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