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Contributor: Alina Yudkevich
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“You will sail to Havana and you must never look back,” his mother told him on his last night in Rotterdam.
“I’m going to rip your tongue out, you ungrateful…” his father started to tell him, but died before he could make his final wishes known.
“You gotta fuck the pain away,” a blonde at the bullfight said to nobody in particular, and he married her later that year.
“SHORTAGE OF RADIOLOGISTS AT KEY WEST MARINE HOSPITAL,” the notice read, and he had always loved the beach bum lifestyle so he went to the corner store for two American passports, a musculoskeletal imaging guide, and some sunscreen.
“I wish to see you again,” he told the raven-haired apparition that began visiting him in the night after his wife died in labor. “You are so very beautiful.”
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