an absolutely beautiful short story for the second time.
It's the last act of the Numbers episode of This American Life, about 40 minutes in.
I'm writing practice articles about blasphemy for hopeful publication and payment. It's great fun, I have to say. I feel like some kind of rad member of society who works from home, instead of a loser sitting at 2pm in her pajamas on her boyfriend's floor.
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