Okay but what the fuck is this line. The main character has just found a man dead in his home and is riding away on her motorbike:
“The stillness of time in acceleration, wind surrounding me, the sound a deafening white noise. Time enough to think. Vibrations thrummed into my body. My ass, my cunt, my hands: all the points of contact with the Yamaha, thrumming.”
r/menwritingwomen material.
— Oct 24, 2024 11:19AM
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