
It's not like I'd ever return to the hairstyles of my thirties. It just doesn't feel like that was twenty years ago.
With thanks to the dear friends and family who joined me in my disbelief of how time flies.
A My Private Coney project
Flash non-fiction, brief moments and old memories of a city and mother's emotional and physical real estate disappearing at the speed of heartbreak.
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