Tag: moving
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20 Aprils
The girl cried. Hard. Her aunt tried to soothe her: you’ll be back, don’t worry, it’s only for a little while. Nearby lay the youngest, 7 at the time, 8 in a month to be precise. She was annoyed. Very, very annoyed. Crying, she thought to herself, is for wusses. It was 1992. The next…
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In five months
“I’ve got something to tell you.” “What?” “I might have to move.” It came as a surprise to me, who, just three months before, had uprooted myself from a whole two stops away. The shock lasted all of three seconds. After all, in New York, people move about as often as they do laundry. My…