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Memento
by Lan Hunghsiang
How long before forgetting his name is no longer an option? Perhaps it's already too late. I've seen every part of his body, from nearly every angle. He's on a first name basis with the freckle on my ass. I know how he tastes, and that if I tickle his armpit right after sex he'll pretend he's angry until I move my hand to a less sensitive area. And he knows that I'll be leaving town in less than four weeks. In many ways, it's the perfect relationship because the timer was set before it started. I know when it will end, but I don't know how it will be remembered.
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