When Neva Álvarez moves to Queens, she's merely biding her time between bartending and dodging her brother's phone calls before her final year at NYU, and with the summer dwindling to an end, it's difficult not to find herself drawn to her new next...
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❝we're hollow like the bottles that we drain. you drape your wrists over the steering wheel; pulses can drive from here. we might be hollow, but we're brave.❞ — lorde, 400 lux
