This is an abridged version of something I wrote in Madagascar after I got the invitation to my ten-year high school reunion.
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I have recently been engaged in an elaborate fantasy that I am living with, and wholly in love with, JD. She and I were in the same grade and occasionally shared a class (I can remember junior year honors chemistry with Mr. L who was old and pink-skinned and had freckles that, upon closer examination periodically proved to be scabs) during 4 years of high school. She was short and skinny, I guess 100 pounds, naturally dark-skinned so as to seem non-chalantly tan year-round. She had big brown eyes and an elongated pear-shaped nose that made her look like a small brown dog. I haven't seen her in ten years (except for once – see further down), but even when I saw her with regular frequency I didn’t pay that much attention to her. She was so perennially happy and affable that she seemed almost asexual. In high school I was a sweaty, masturbating fiend with a mullet and gave little thought to anybody whose image I couldn’t use to lacerate my shame and self-loathing.
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