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That Night Feeling Part 2
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Midnight Window in St. Petersburg – Erotic Short Story The frost clung to the cobblestones of Nevsky Prospekt’s quieter arteries, turning every breath into silver smoke. Alexei pulled the collar of his long wool coat higher, the same cream-colored coat that now carried the faint scent of pine tar and other people’s cigarettes. He…
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That Night Feeling Part 1
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The Central Valley night pressed down heavy and cool, stars sharp as knife points above the rows of weathered trailers. Jack hadn’t slept right in weeks. At sixty-three the arthritis in his knees complained louder every evening, but tonight something else kept him walking the gravel lanes between the units—restlessness older than bone pain.…
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