Big moves this month. Mika went back to America after four years, two zine fairs, hundreds of kissaten, several bikes, and countless, countless talking hours in O-town together. I am moving in with t$, furniture be damned. Temperatures are dropping, fall has finally arrived.
Now rounding the end of October, and it seems like there is only enough time for tying up the loose ends, holding back tears, and moving forward, one newly wool-tighted leg at a time.
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