Disabled Love: our first ride after the death of David Morris
“Is my skirt in danger of the chain?” I asked. “No,” Ming said. “Am I showing any parts of my body that I’m not supposed to show?” I asked. “No,” Ming said. Those questions are comfortingly repeated toward the beginning of most of our rides. It was our first ride since we saw David Morris … Continue reading Disabled Love: our first ride after the death of David Morris
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