Chapter 41 Lillian Martin’s Notebook
From Lillian Martin’s Notebook
All congratulations, all change. “Gem on his hands,” blood on mine. Stevie hates me now. This city hates me. I leave work, curl up like a dead bug.
Cockroach sitcom—too gross. Moths?
Leave? Everyone will hate me.
Small town where everyone hates clueless woman running errands
Play on it, everyone hoping to be canceled, Sam lives w/ bears, Kent Playboy Mansion, I’m interviewing for jobs
Job interview w/ potato
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