I got torn the fuck apart in my edits from my instructor on the draft I sent in prior to the final (justifiably so, really). Eight hours ago I finished my edits, and frankly, a bit of a re-write. Take a look, I think it works better now.
Welcome to the empty recesses of my mind! I'm a recent college graduate realizing a Creative Writing degree was a bad idea. Give me a pity like.
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