My Complicated Feelings About Peter, a Sunday Ritual, and the Man I Saw Poop on a Brickell Sidewalk
Wherein the narrator addresses a nice escape route from conversations, recounts the ballad of his complicated relationship with an older colleague, and gives details about his Sunday ritual.
My Complicated Feelings About Peter, a Sunday Ritual, and the Man I Saw Poop on a Brickell Sidewalk
Wherein the narrator addresses a nice escape route from conversations, recounts the ballad of his complicated relationship with an older colleague, and gives details about his Sunday ritual.