Shall we dance
or how I left my isolation
The Las Vegas fall slowly creeped into my awareness with lower temperatures of eighty and ninety, luring me outside. A restlessness shuddered through me and I would pace around my apartment complex.
My dog would try to keep up with her short little legs. Her pace was between a walk and run with her tail half mast.
The last f…
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