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CHARLES YOON’S FEEBLE REVENGE

Imagining her firm breasts under her bikini, I pretended to be a terrible swimmer just to get her attention. “Listen,” she’d say, hand under my back. “Floating is easy.” She’d pull her hand away and I’d let myself sink. “Are you even trying?” she’d say. “Yes.” “He sinks because he’s fat,” someone piped in. “Actually,” she had said, dirty blonde hair, wet, snaking around her shoulders, “it’s easier for fat people to float.” Continue reading

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