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Not All Reruns Play Out the Same Way

Becky and the cowboy

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The fragile strains of the radio struggled to be heard over the constant cacophony in the diner. Now and then it snatched a moment when the conversations lulled; when the diners were busy chewing; when the clatter in the kitchen paused for a beat in between the cries of the angry cooks and the retorts of the overworked waitresses and the fall of the cutlery like rain…




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Danielle Loewen

Danielle Loewen

she/her | reader | queer feminist | recovering academic | body lover | gamer | poet & fabulist

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