Glass
A 1000 word story
I remember sitting in the chopper above downtown when it happened. It looked like another sunset. Ordinary. Safe. That was the worst part—that it looked beautiful. It wasn’t right.
I don’t remember everything they said when the camera started rolling. We had it all planned out, but in the moment, it was just so—so hollow. The …
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