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December Girls
By Ric Perrott Christmas lights on Broadway hung like frozen fireworks above the sidewalks, where dark wool coats, matching fedoras, and bright shopping bags streamed in currents beneath a pewter sky. The promised snow had failed to materialize; instead, a uniquely New York winter light—sharp and metallic—sliced through the plate-glass windows of Gimbels department store. […]
The Color of Forgetting
By Ric Perrott The breeze on my face is the first thing I recall—cool, sterile, and carrying the scent of something I can’t quite place. Antiseptic? Or the moment right before the rain starts to fall. My eyes are closed, though I have no memory of doing so. I cannot remember how I got here. […]