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July's zine is a piece of memoir about a man I knew named Gray. He wasn't so good.

--- “I slept with my knife in my hand last night,” I told him, “because I was convinced you were going to try to kill me.”

“That makes sense,” he acknowledged. “I spent most of last night thinking about killing you.”

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