Now he put pieces of his soul on paper and sent them to his publisher for pieces of paper that he put in a drawer. xxx sex It wasn’t far and she had no car. She never called it her home, just her apartment. Why did you leave? He became a non-person and felt himself fade away. He sat at his window watching the quiet street. What happened? It wasn’t far and she had no car. “I’m here. He did not know where she came from or where she went each day. She emasculated him and showed him he had less worth than the bottle she had turned to. He rode the bus to his block and sat on the bench across the street from his apartment. She stopped dead in her tracks, frozen in confusion. He took the unopened checks to be deposited to his account when the pile in the drawer got too large. She walked through the city remembering her past as if it were a cruel punishment. She stepped over the same broken sidewalks past the same deteriorating buildings she saw each day. She walked through the city remembering her past as if it were a cruel punishment.
