Tabs Open #45: One Forgets The Tiger Heart That Pants Beneath It
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Every summer when we’d go to Virginia the jellyfish would come and it was a game with an edge to it, staying in the water long enough to have fun without losing an hour or two to what was, in childhood, about the fiercest pain imaginable. Well, maybe we could imagine worse. But rarely got the chance to feel it.
Tabs Open #45: One Forgets The Tiger Heart That Pants Beneath It
Tabs Open #45: One Forgets The Tiger Heart…
Tabs Open #45: One Forgets The Tiger Heart That Pants Beneath It
Every summer when we’d go to Virginia the jellyfish would come and it was a game with an edge to it, staying in the water long enough to have fun without losing an hour or two to what was, in childhood, about the fiercest pain imaginable. Well, maybe we could imagine worse. But rarely got the chance to feel it.