Nocturnal
When the night knows best.
“How’s it going? Do you need anything when you get back?”
Julie and I had never met but I was living in her Södermalm apartment for the summer, until I traded my tourism visa for something more permanent anyway, something longer than 90 days. The similarities between us were too many to not feel our arrangement was predestined, l…
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