"Becky O’Shea: Come on, you gotta learn sometime. I mean if you wanna have kids and get a job.
Junior Floyd: You can have kids without kissing!
Becky O’Shea: But you can’t get a job."
"
Separation
Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.
"But no, I was out for stars;
I would not come in.
I meant not even if asked;
And I hadn’t been."

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