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He poured tequila down my arm and grabbed my wrist, licking up to nearly my armpit. I jumped, startled. He held my arm and poured some on my neck and kept licking as my chair fell over…
Debra G. Harman
Arpad Nagy
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That's a bold move.
Shortlisted for 2024 Northwind Writing Award in NF/Fiction. New owner of First Line Fiction. Editor @ The Memoirist, AoE, Book Cafe, Short Place, Kitchen Tales.
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