That day, the day Gregory and I forgot that the sun sets, we had already known each other for years. We were both sophomores. We were both 19. We were both home for October break. And we both owned hiking boots. Weeks earlier I had promised him – over email – that I would show [...]
Letters from Grenada
confessions of a reformed tourist
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