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  1. Rec 21

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    Or eight times Sanji doesn't tell his friends his name and the one time someone does it for him.

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    2 Jun 2016

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    “Oh,” Sanji shuts the cabinet and leans against the counter. Had his mother ever cooked him a meal? Before the Orbit he was never allowed in the kitchen, his father made sure of that. Whether that was an order specifically for him or if it was for all them he never knew. It’s possible she cooked for him, he supposes, but if she did, it was never a meal that stood out to him, “Honestly, I don’t have many clear memories of my mother, let alone her cooking.”

    He turns around when he hears sniffling, “Shut up! I’m not crying!” Franky says, clearly in tears, “A man, a chef no less, forgetting one of the staples of home is super tragic! But I’m not crying!”

    “Dumbass,” Sanji rolls his eyes and lights a cigarette, “I have this home. Why would I need that home?”

    Two powerful metal arms wrap around his torso and lift him into a bone-crushing hug, “Don’t worry, Swirly-bro! The Sunny will be the best home you’ve ever had! There’s no need to mourn your childhood.”

    “I’m not the one mourning!” He kicks Franky’s side until he’s dropped.

    “Bah,” Franky runs a finger under his sunglasses to wipe away his stray tears, “I need to go freshen up.”

    Sanji stands alone in the middle of his kitchen.

    Yeah, this home will do just fine.

  2. Rec 35

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    The Straw Hats' first landing in the New World is on Arashi Island, where it looks like they'll be spending a fun week attending the local festival and making new friends. Until they spot a strange pirate ship in the harbour, and Sanji starts behaving oddly. The Straw Hats become entangled with the mysterious Gently Pirates, a crew that harbour many secrets, and whose captain is a man out of Sanji's past who has the power to tear the Straw Hat crew apart.

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    1 May 2016

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    Zoro was looking back along the path, but no one else was coming. “Where’s Cook?” he asked Brook.

    Brook cocked his head to the side in confusion. “He’s with the Gently Pirates. That’s where he was going. Weren’t you paying attention, Zoro-san?”

    “But you followed him. You went to bring him back, didn’t you? What the hell did you do; walk him there?”

    Brook grew still. Slowly, seriously, he nodded.

    “WHAT?” Zoro was shocked. “Didn’t you even try to talk him out of it?”

    “No,” Brook said quietly. “I said nothing. I walked with him until we reached the harbour. Then I watched as he went on board the Moon Citadel.”

    Zoro growled. “Are you trying to piss me off? Why the hell would you just walk him there?”

    Brook glared right back at him. “Because I didn’t want him to be alone!”

    Zoro’s heart jumped uncomfortably.

    "Sanji-san has been feeling down ever since we came to this island," Brook continued. "I wanted to do something to let him know we still have his back."

  3. Rec 91

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    Imagine person A making person B a friendship bracelet, expecting person B to never wear it, but when it’s given to them person B puts it on and is rarely seen with it off.

    A group of marines charge, Zoro slices through them, and in that instant Sanji feels his own eyes grow wide. Because there, on the arm now outstretched towards him, steel glinting in hand, is the stupid bracelet he’d given Zoro. The bastard is actually wearing it.

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    27 Apr 2016

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    "What is the article about, Luffy?” Robin asks, voice soft and face impassive behind her sunglasses. But there’s just enough of a faint smirk to her lips to have Sanji glancing warily at the swordsman still napping on the other side of the deck, apparently unbothered by all of the commotion. The stupid moss-head.

    “Inside the Strawhat Pirates: Roronoa Zoro and Blackleg Sanji,” Chopper reads, which isn’t too surprising considering the similar piece written on Luffy the previous month, so Sanji doesn’t understand why the little reindeer’s eyes go wide until he continues, “A-A bond forged in hell.”

    “Bond?” he repeats. “What the hell does that mean?”

    Usopp is laughing at Chopper’s fretting while Luffy looks on in confusion. Franky thinks it’s super but Sanji is far from convinced. After all, what kind of bond could people possibly think they have?

    “Apparently you and that idiot are the best of friends,” Nami snickers, answering his unspoken question. She’s managed to swipe the paper in the moment of confusion and flicks it once before reading out loud, “Based on their ability to combine their individual fighting skills in the midst of the most heated battles, despite their ruthless and unyielding reputations, it must be that their relationship has surpassed that of crewmates. The feared Pirate Hunter Zoro and Black Leg Sanji have found a best friend in one another. After all, such an ease with one another can only come from a profound depth of understanding, truly a friendship forged in the firey pits of hell.”

  4. Rec 60

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    It's a convenience store, another bright stop in the city; it's somewhere north of 4 a.m., and the clerk is bored in the face of death and doesn't know it.

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    15 Apr 2016

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    This is Ryan’s version of heaven.

    They don't have gods, or rather they have old gods, mean ones, money and blood and projectiles at high velocity, the way a bomb goes off, the way fire spreads, how adrenaline makes the world sharp and holy-fast, they know these gods give and these gods take away, quick as a bullet leaving a gun, quick as Ray kneeling to pull that trigger again and again, complete as his aim because he doesn’t miss. That hymn of noise when Ryan fits a launcher to his shoulder and fires, the hallelujah of the world breaking apart in a concussive blast, everything baptized and sanctified with blood, blessed be the name of the heist.

    And this is another mean god in the pantheon, speed fizzing in Ryan’s veins, Ray yelling into the night, “FUCK YOU, AND FUCK YOU, AND FUCK YOU ESPECIALLY,” that push of acceleration, and the drag of gravity and awareness, they’re fucking alive, nothing beats this feeling somewhere north of 4 a.m. and Michael says, “What in the fuck are you two doing.”

  5. Rec 9

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    A one-sided proceeding of Zoro dealing with some emotions.

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    10 Apr 2016

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    He hated looking at Sanji, hated watching him and the way he made a fool of himself all the damn time. So it was annoying as hell that he found himself doing exactly that — looking at Sanji, watching him when nobody else was around to notice. Annoying that he did it constantly these days.

    This was stupid.

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    A collection of stories the morals of which all amount to: if something can go wrong, it will. Also, if something can go right, it also will.

    Alternatively, that one college AU where everyone fucks all the shit up.

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    23 Mar 2016

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    Bokuto [07:01] HOWS IT GOIN SUNSHINE

    Me [07:01] No.

    Bokuto [07:02] COUNT DRACULAS ASLEEP AGAIN, U WANNA HANG?

    Me [07:04] Umm, I’m kind of busy. Maybe later today?

    Bokuto [07:05] wait

    Bokuto [07:05] send me a selfie

    Me [07:06] What? No. Why?

    Bokuto [07:06] Just do it.

    Me [07:06] No.

    Bokuto [07:07] You are seated in Kuroo Tetsurou’s prunus-avium coloured Toyota-make motor vehicle, are you not, Tsukishima?

    Me [07:08] Did you just Wiki all of that? And no. I am not.

    Bokuto [07:08] UR FUKCIN IN KUROOS FUCKING CAR THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE

  7. Rec 17

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    When Ray had joined the Avengers, he’d been promised good pay, good vacation hours, and the best security in the entire world (which is funny, because HE'S the best security in the entire world. No one gets past the Brown Recluse, bitch). No one had said a goddamn word about babysitting the irradiated toddler who could smash helicopters, or warned him about said irradiated toddler’s more personable form. Ray was gonna sue.

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    12 Feb 2016

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    He really likes Ryan, he decides, once he's spent a few months as designated RR (It's funny, because Ryan Retriever and Ray and Ryan. Alliteration’s a riot). Not that he didn't like Ryan before, but it bears stating after the realization that Ryan’s the best friend he's had since he was six. He doesn't say that, because ew, emotions, and also because he's pretty sure Ryan knows, but it's a nice feeling.

    So this is how it goes. This is how they go. Ray brings Ryan back and throws him a pair of pants. They make their way back to everyone else, and, depending on what kind of day it's been, they talk about nothing, or they listen to their feet hit the ground. This is how Ray learns a score of amusing anecdotes, some fun facts about Ryan, some fun facts about shit he has no idea why Ryan knows, and some not so fun facts about Ryan. This is when Ray suggests they get BFF necklaces that read BE FRIE and ST ENDS. This is how Ray learns that Ryan’s probably responsible for .002 percent of the entire Diet Coke consumption in the United States. This is when they air their admittedly petty grievances about how damn social every single one of their friends are. This is when Ray eventually realizes he's in love with Ryan.

  8. Rec 53

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    Kuroo is amazing at a lot of things. Skilled and respected captain of a top volleyball team, straight A student, model son and upstanding teen citizen. There's just one gift he wasn't born with: The ability to woo Tsukishima with his words. Doesn't mean he won't try.

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    12 Feb 2016

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    “- and as my heart beats in tandem with your footsteps, I realize I will only ever follow after you, only watch you, for you are the one whom fate has dealt the lover’s hand. The hand that is my own.

    Kuroo looks up, beaming, “What’d you guys think? Good, right? I’m getting way better.”

    A chorus of groans and boos and ‘let us out, I have to go home’ resound and Tsukishima can’t quell the loud peal of laughter that erupts from him. Kuroo is fucking insane.

    A short, brown-haired kid who Tsukishima recognizes as the team’s libero, folds his arms. “Do you want the truth? Or should we lie to you?”

    Kuroo frowns. “Lie to me.”

    The kid flashes a thumbs up. “Excellent. Brilliantly worded magic that will transcend time.”

    “Okay, truth.”

    A voice, who Tsukishima recognizes as Kenma’s, cuts in. “It sounds like something a serial killer would leave at a crime scene for the police to find.”

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    It's a long time in coming. Usopp can promise, but.

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    8 Jan 2016

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    It takes a really, really long time to figure out that—why didn’t he see it before—there must be something between Zoro and Sanji. There had to be; two men don’t go at each other like that, so insistently, so consistently, without some sort of explanation beyond “he pisses me off” and Usopp can believe that they are both just the right degree of emotionally messed-up to think that trying to kill each other on a daily basis constituted an acceptable display of—of what? Usopp blanches, can’t seem to, or won’t, find the word. He watches them slice and kick at each other, and tries to figure out how something like that could seem so natural.

    They argue, all the time, growling in each other’s faces, standing toe to toe. They face each other a lot, Zoro and Sanji, and not just when they fight, Usopp suspects with a feeling that he can describe as sinking, but doesn’t know why. And when Usopp wakes up in the middle of the night and looks around the room, he finds Zoro’s hammock empty too even though it’s Sanji’s watch.

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    Dear Castiel, 

    Hello – it’s Castiel. This must all seem very confusing, and I’m sorry for that. Dean says to tell you that this isn’t some kind of ‘time-travel stunt’, although I’m sure that won’t be your first thought. I know it wasn’t mine. I’ve told Dean to leave now, as this is my notebook and I want everything in it to come from me – or rather, from you. I know you think it's the fifteenth of January, 2010, but it isn't. At the time of my writing this, the date is the fourth of October, 2013. Dean Winchester is your boyfriend of a year and a half, and you no longer work at the library, and in early 2010 you were hit by a car and hospitalised. I’m sorry.

    a.k.a the 50 First Dates Dean/Cas AU where Castiel wakes up on a day just like any other, except that three years have passed without his knowing, and Dean Winchester is in the kitchen wanting to marry him.

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    9 Dec 2015

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    “I recognise you,” Castiel says, and he plucks at Dean's collar with finger and thumb.

    Dean exhales, long and slow. “We met before the accident.”

    “No.” Castiel knows that Dean is technically correct, but that isn't what he's saying. He repeats himself: “No.” He skims his hand down along the line of white buttons, tucks the tip of his finger under the crease between button and button-hole. He smoothes the front of Dean's shirt. “Not your appearance, or the simple fact of who you were before I was hit. I recognise you. You made me pancakes, and you smiled at me, and I--”

    Castiel can't finish the sentence. He doesn't know how to say what he means – that his stomach felt as though it were doing things that were reserved for works of fiction, that he found himself smiling at Dean and couldn't stop for anything, that Dean touched the corner of Castiel's mouth with his thumb and Castiel forgot to keep breathing. He doesn't say anything. He runs his hands down Dean's sides, his fingers light over the cotton. His hands are shaky.

    “You what?” Dean asks, and his voice is a little hoarse.

    “When I woke up this morning and I saw you making breakfast, I knew you,” Castiel says quietly. His hands come to stop on Dean's hips. “I didn't know your middle name, or what food you don't like, or whether you snore, but I saw you in your bare feet cooking breakfast and I knew you. Bodily, I knew you.”

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    Actions speak louder than words.

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    30 Nov 2015

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    No matter how many times Chopper told Sanji that smoking was not only bad for him, it was bad for the patient, Sanji would only nod and continue smoking anyway. Thick, gray smog hung in the air, in spite of the galley portholes and door being open. Chopper would have transformed to Heavy Point and toss Sanji out if he hadn't felt sorry for him. It had nothing to do with Sanji telling him that he was a good doctor, because Chopper hated that kind of complimenting, that asshole (wiggle-clap-clap).

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    Her television's small, a boxy, inelegant creature squatting on its shelf. Maybe just enough to fit her in, if he tries hard enough. If he has to, anyway.

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    23 Apr 2015

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    In this piece of shit ghost town, there's nobody worth his time.

    Inaba's not the city. Everything closes at nine. He can see the stars at night, unclouded by a city's fluorescent haze. Everybody's too friendly -- they smile and trade pleasantries, call out "good evening, Tohru-chan" or "morning, Adachi" as they pass.

    He's sick of it.

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    The roles reversed: the hero plays the villain, while the villain plays the hero. What makes one the other, and how easily can fate be manipulated to serve one’s own ends? Written for NaNoWriMo 2012; started before Golden was released.

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    12 Apr 2015

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    Michael is beginning to suspect that his job might be better done by a team of highly-trained sheepdogs with a specialty in herding manchildren: a Bodyguard!AU.

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    29 Mar 2015

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    Michael is not keeping track of things he learns about Gavin Free over the next few days, because that is not his job. If he were to make such a list, however, it would read something like this:

    1. regularly falls asleep in patches of sun

    2. refuses to keep track of the names of television characters

    3. constantly starts to make tea but then forgets, letting the kettle boil dry

    4. bad at any movement more complicated than walking, and also walking

    5. weird balls

    6. useless cook, but useful cooking assistant

    7. surprisingly good at Peggle

    8. actually pretty smart about camera stuff, despite being dumb about everything else

    9. makes up ridiculous words and claims they are British slang, clearly lying

    10. terrified of any and all women, including Barbara

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    This is the day that marked the Holy and Blessed Union of Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle.

    The merging of prominent bloodlines is always a grand occurrence, but breeding pedigree hunter families like Winchester and Harvelle is something to be rejoiced. It is also something to be meticulously planned, which thankfully the Host is very good at.

    Or, the romantic comedy where Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle are destined to get married, Castiel is given the task of playing matchmaker and fails terribly, the entire Heavenly Host becomes a sitcom audience, God warns against male pregnancy, and Jimmy Novak is incredibly unimpressed with angels in general.

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    3 Feb 2015

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    Finally, Dean breaks the silence. “Look, Cas, about last time… I shouldn’t have laid it on you like that.”

    TELL HIM TO LAY SOMETHING ELSE ON YOU, Hester says in amusement. Castiel inwardly balks.

    SISTER!

    WELL I’M SORRY BUT IF HE WERE ANYMORE OBVIOUSLY IN LOVE WITH YOU IT WOULD BE NAUSEATING.

    HESTER, THIS IS COUNTER-PRODUCTIVE TO THE INTENT OF CASTIEL’S MISSION, Zachariah snaps. ALSO IT IS DISGUSTING.

    YOU’RE DISGUSTING, Inias grumbles. He and Hester mesh their Grace together in a way that reminds Castiel of a high five. Zachariah trembles with rage.

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    Castiel works at the Gas-n-Sip. There are half-price nachos and flickering lights, there are office-workers and werewolves stopping by for snacks. Dean is a frequent customer, and his office might be haunted.

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    3 Feb 2015

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    This new thing coursing through him reminds him that he doesn't need to watch Cas go. He can go anywhere Cas does. Why not? Why does Cas have to be alone all the time? Why does Dean have to be?

    Takes S08 AU after 08.17 (and before 08.22).

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    16 Jan 2015

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    "Or. You're. Telling me? That you're, um," -- he seriously feels so weirded out he has to reach into his mental thesaurus for a word that isn't 'love' -- "interested in Cas."

    "No, I'm in love with Cas."

    "Wow."

    "Yeah."

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    "To my first love, and my last, Dean Winchester. These are the things I want to tell you: the human body is 60% water. The number of neurons in one person is the rough equivalent of the number of stars in a small galaxy. There is 0.2 milligrams of gold in your blood. The heart is an elaborate engine. I love you."

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    19 Nov 2014

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    “I'm sorry.” Jeremy says with sincerity, clipping on the wiring with as much precision as he could, “It must be hard.”

    “You know your anatomy and physiology, correct?” Castiel Novak smiles. “Do you know how many things must happen in order for the human body to thrive?”

    Jeremy looks at him questioningly as he boots up the electrocardiogram.

    “Millions. One cell splits into two, and then into three, and then they split a thousand different times, and then a thousand more, on and on and on. All these minuscule things, somehow, know within themselves that they have to coalesce and differentiate at the same time. They form billions of tissues and organs and systems of different kinds and then,” Castiel Novak motions towards Jeremy, “There's you.”

    The electrocardiogram is left untouched.

    “You don't feel it now, but everything in your entire being has to function in a perfect routine made up of billions and billions of little ticking parts—from the surface of your skin, down to the little protein structures of your minuscule cells—in order for you to be breathing oxygen into our lungs, right here, right now. Millions of motions that must be perfectly executed beneath your skin, and you're not even aware it's happening.”

    “So, some one-half of my heart made a little mistake.” Castiel Novak says lightly, “One measly wrong out of a million rights.”

    Castiel Novak reaches out for the start button and starts the machine up himself.

    “I don't think that is something worth being sorry for.”

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    Dean's human. Cas is a deity. They're roommates, and then they're friends, and then maybe they're something else.

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    4 Nov 2014

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    "Aw," says Charlie, when Cas goes to the break room to read Vonnegut. "You bought him a fish. That's so cute."

    "He bought himself a fish," Dean reminds her. "I bought him a fish tank, but only because if the fish died he would probably, I don't know, cry, I can't deal with a crying god– Charlie, stop– stop laughing at me, you asshole, this isn't funny."

    Pamela whaps his ass with a rolled up newspaper and says, "Nice. A fish. Classy, romantic, I like it."

    "Romantic?" Dean splutters. "All of you– fuck you, you are all fired, get out of here, get– leave, go away."

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    Dean doesn't give him a chance to explain. Dean breaks his nose.

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    12 Jul 2014

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    “What the hell I am supposed to do, Sammy?”

    He would tell Dean, if he could, that he would get up off the chair if it were possible. He’d tell Dean that, and then explain to him that it’s not Dean’s fault, it’s never Dean’s fault, that he’d been the one to hurt Dean first, and worst. He’d say all that to Dean, but every time he goes to say something it’s as though he can feel a part of him float up and away to hover mindlessly by the ceiling, leaving the rest of him gray and empty.

    He’s not sad, like Sam seems to think. He’s not in pain, like Dean supposes. He just is, but what he is isn’t quite the same as it’s always been. Something’s missing. He’d describe what it was if he could, but he can’t remember what’s not there, except that it was important, that it had meant something, once, and that it’s gone.

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