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Welcome to America, part 2
Welcome to America, part 2 I woke with a start, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. The room was bathed in the pale, gray light of early dawn. For a disorienting moment, I didn’t know where I was. The ceiling was too high, the silence too absolute. Then, the ache in my…
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Tinder
I stared at my phone screen, my thumb hovering indecisively over the icon. Tinder. Just seeing the bright orange flame made a mix of dread and obligation swirl in my stomach. I had promised Mary I’d test out and review the ten biggest dating apps for her website, and while I’d procrastinated on this one,…
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Pure
Pure I promised Mary I’d do this. “New content for the site,” she’d said, waving a hand at her laptop screen like it was no big deal. “Just test out the top ten dating apps. Give me the lowdown. The good, the bad, and the ugly.” Normally, I’m a Feeld girl. I like the vibe,…
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Welcome to America
Welcome to America The fluorescent lights of JFK Arrivals hummed with a low, headache-inducing buzz, but to me, it sounded like the electricity of a new beginning. I clutched the handle of my suitcase so tightly my knuckles turned white, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I was eighteen. I was in…
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Overnight Train
Written by Anna Burns , published in Belsa “Hey, can I take that bag for you?” Amy smiled at the sound of the familiar voice behind her. Struggling with her heavy backpack she turned to see Sam’s cheerful face as he stepped forward to take the load from her hands. Grateful, she let go of…
Mary's Playground
Erotic playground for Mary and her friends