It was October in upstate NY. I had no plans in particular. School was over for me. I drank too much wine in an old coldish apartment, and went out and bought apples at a local market. I'd make quinoa with cheese in a pot and add some ketchup. I got movies to watch with my strange typewriter-obsessed friend, who'd recommended the
King of Hearts. He fell asleep during
Lovers of the Arctic Circle. When I brought home
The Seventh Seal, he said he hoped it would tell him how to live.
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