Written while working for the Transit Authority of Dreams. Renee Dwyer spends her days in northern New Jersey, her nights on Elephant Island in Antarctica. She enjoys teas of all kinds, sad quiet music (acoustic is best), and staring at the sea, preferably while standing in it.
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