February 11, 2025
The night lingered like the smell of a fish fry or a red wine hangover, or the smell of the hair tucked in the back of the hairdryer, burning while you rush out the door.
Sarah Papple
The night lingered like the smell of a fish fry or a red wine hangover, or the smell of the hair tucked in the back of the hairdryer, burning while you rush out the door.
