Misleading Most,

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I am thinking about shoes, for some reason. How many pairs I have worn in my life. And how many times my feet have slipped into and out of them. And how I put them at the foot of the bed, pointing away from the bed.

My thoughts are going down a chimney and burning.

Footsteps above. Frying onions. Clinking crystal.

We were not rich, but there was nothing we wanted. From my bedroom window I watched the world. And I was safe from the world.

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- Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer

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