A spider visitor walked through my studio, bold as brass, and I panicked and killed it. Drowned it, actually. It was awful. I didn’t sleep that night. I could imagine it everywhere, crawling, and I felt that somehow by keeping my eyes open in the dark I would be able to see it coming and…do…
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