To You Whom I Love
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Last published Fri, Feb 12, 2016
In the basement of an abandoned home on the corner of 41st Street, underneath piles of dirty clothes and dusty books, there lay an old wooden box. It looked ordinary enough; with four thin, wooden stumps and a brass latch, but it was what was inside that was most curious. Inside, faded and torn with time, were love letters.
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