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Park bench, noon, Thursday, La Juarez, Ciudad de México

In 100, by Nora on November 15, 2018 at 6:31 pm

Teenagers — he with a beat up guitar case, she in a childish tracksuit-like private school uniform. They are breaking up, trying to lean away from and toward each other at the same tine. They hug, with the conciliatory warmth they’ve seen in movies that is probably (definitely) beyond their years. She walks away, willing her hand to stay by her side so he won’t see her wipe a tear. He leans all the way back on his bench, breathing out slowly, with a hand over his eyes. Then he, skittishly, jerkily, snaps up his case and jogs after her, grinning.

  1. I don’t know how you write about these things in a way that feels so authentic, meaninful, and intense without it being cheesy at all!!! so much admiration.

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