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By Emma McKeown I heard something about therapists being like dates. You were supposed to get a bit casual with them when you first started up. You’re not allowed to give it all away up front because they might not be the one for you. And then you’ll have to go start all over again with the next therapist, and maybe you’re considered to be even more damaged goods than when you tried to get started with the first one. I read a blog article once about some girl when I was tryin

By Ethan McLucas The fractal pressed herself into the kite the whole way on their first tube journey together. The great grey cacophonous mausoleum that wired itself throughout the city seemed, for a moment, to be there just for them. This was despite all the swarms and swarms of pilgrims of people. To George, it was like he had just emerged from the caves and was seeing the bright city lights for the first time. But Georgina, she already fit right in, as if existing in

By F.C. Zeri   It was the first day of April, and I broke my good streak. This time, the trigger was a voice note. I had clicked my phone screen carelessly, not expecting the ambush of Helen’s sharp timbre. Her voice hasn’t changed in five years. I didn’t give myself the time to listen. I got out of the house, set the GPS despite knowing the road by heart, and boarded the first train I could find. For a while, I just stared at the window. My inner monologue neatly split into