August 2004
Parallel Universes
An AA showed her the crossing place
It was a chilly fall in Boston, 1976. I had been a hardcore believer in parallel universes for a long time. To be exact, from the time when I was sixteen and drank a fifth of Mississippi moonshine to the day when I found that I had been averaging at least a fifth a night for the past year and a half.
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