Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain... — Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
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Living did not mean one joy piled upon another. It was merely the hope for less pain...

— Lorrie Moore, Bark: Stories
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