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this is carrionboy. i do art + design.
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2003 was the year of the mosquito. You couldn’t leave a cup of water out for a day. Black clouds threatened the windows, stalked the hallways.

In a month, Mello saw more elbows, knees, shoulder, stomach, than he ever had in his life.

“Stop scratching.”

“Sorry,” said Matt.

“Stop it. You’re bleeding.”

Life swelled, itched. The summer of great torment.