We were all survivors—every last one of us who limped our way out to the sidewalks that afternoon and spit in Death’s cold face.
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About Cat Winters, In the Shadow of Blackbirds
Cat Winters, In the Shadow of Blackbirds.
We were all survivors—every last one of us who limped our way out to the sidewalks that afternoon and spit in Death’s cold face.
Cat Winters, In the Shadow of Blackbirds.