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“I disappeared when Alex needed me most. He saved my life, and I might have failed to repay the favor.”
"It’s never truly black in LA—more like a charcoal haze dusted with the orange glow of streetlamps.”
"On the storytelling podcast Be Particular Out There, I sit for an interview and read my short story 'The Lookout.'"