John Glynn
Born
The United States
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“Three hours had passed with us on the roof, and I didn't care what anyone inside was thinking. Every other thought faded to mist. I sensed my old life dematerializing, my soul reconstituting itself around him. I had never felt more connected to another human. My heart was opening and breaking all at once.”
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“We curled on the couches and chairs and laughed until our abs hurt. We fought to get a word in. Someone always came through with the perfect line. In the fizzy terrain between drunk and hungover, we sought comfort in physical proximity.”
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