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In the end, she vanished the same way as she had arrived — in an instant. Over the years since those few nights skinny dipping in Hayden Lake with Ludmilla, I understood the law of summer flings; they are short, earth-shattering, and frangible.
Arpad Nagy
Cappelli, MFA, JD, PhD
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Ahhh. Sweet memories.
Top Know Nothing Writer with way too many degrees who enjoys musing on life's absurdity.
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