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shed…e bone. Tawny and hungry was a look I was going for. And there would be moments when we were flush. Maybe a check was cashed or a dollar pinched from a pant pocket, and we would flee to the hot dog stand and devour that hot meat and soft bun until our faces were slicked and glossed and our stomachs full.
Felicia C. Sullivan
Roman Newell
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Right off the bat some really excellent description.
Busy working on my novel, 20xx. I also talk about the writing journey on Substack. romannewell.substack.com.
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