300 short stories:: story 114

story: The Eleventh Floor 
author: Charles Baxter
year: 1998
where: Abu Dhabi, bedroom, sleepy

note: father and son story (and story about mortality)

a line: “Oh, I get it. You went up north looking for nature, and you found it, and you brought it back, and there it, I mean she, is. Overbite, straight hair, chapped hands, whopping tits, and all.”


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