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the beach. it was a short, steep hike away, down a dirt path lined with blackberries we popped into our mouths as we walked. when we got to the shore, i plopped down on a piece of driftwood and pulled out my boob. i'd seen friends doing this on instagram, nursing on grey, deserted oregon beaches. i felt
nursing margot again on the couch, facing the ocean. she looked at my nipple as if she'd never seen it before, plucked at it with her tiny fingers, and laughed. i was fucked. she looked at my nipple as if she'd never seen it before, plucked at it with her tiny fingers, and laughed. already, my milk felt...
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