After the breakup, he’d found a box of receipts, kept for reasons he couldn’t remember, crinkled records of daisies, novels, magazines, rolls of film, chocolates, movie tickets, Italian restaurants, plane flights, jewelry, a guitar, tickets to Coldplay, Blind Pilot, Andrew Bird, and the ring. He’d have to get a refund.
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