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    Short stories from Shoko, who serves as a pathologist, general practitioner, pharmacist, and most recently, a psychologist.

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    The cold hits them the moment the restaurant door swings shut. One second, Trinity is laughing, her breath warm in her chest, growing into a bubble of happiness she's keeping unexamined. The next, winter is clawing its way under her coat and down through the gap where her scarf isn't tucked in properly. The sidewalk is a patchwork of yellowing snow, blackened slush, and slick, glassy stretches where the city never quite got enough salt down.

    Yolanda shifts automatically closer, like their bodies are homing beacons to each other. Her arm brushes Trinity's as they walk, a cautious nudge every couple of steps. "I told you to wear a thicker coat," she says when she catches the way Trinity immediately shudders against a gust of cold air.

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    A series of unfortunate events that ultimately land Trinity Santos a girlfriend

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    22 Feb 2026

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    They were so much better at speaking their love. For her, for each other. Zoey had always been like that, even before the lines of their relationships had shifted. And Rumi, once the walls finally all came down, it was like a floodgate. But Mira — Mira didn't know how to do that. She hated that she didn't know how to do that, because she felt it so much. So she poured all of her big feelings into actions instead. It felt more natural, to show her love this way.

    And now she couldn't.

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    Or: Mira, a bad injury, and learning to let herself be held.

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    20 Oct 2025

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    Trinity Santos hasn’t touched anything to do with gymnastics since graduating undergrad, but it still haunts her. Some days, it won’t stay inside her skin.

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    18 Sep 2025

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    graceland too / favor / please stay

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    16 Sep 2025

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    “Are you two, um, dating?” Javadi’s eyes were wide, glancing between Trinity and Whitaker.

    “What?” She stared at Javadi, trying to figure out if maybe the other woman had finally grown a backbone and decided to start fucking with Trinity.

    “Well, the two of you always come in together and you leave together and you bicker all the time…” Javadi trailed off, glancing between them.

    Unable to stop herself, Trinity began laughing. Cackling, really. A loud, snorting laugh that she hadn’t heard from herself in ages.

    “It’s not that funny,” Whitaker said with a long-suffering look on his sad little face.

    “I’m a lesbian, crash. That’s why it’s funny. He’s my roommate. My very platonic roommate.”

    “You haven’t noticed her whole thing with Doctor Garcia?” Whitaker said, clear retribution for Trinity’s laughing spell. “Everyone’s been talking about it.”


    or Trinity Santos and the mortifying ordeal of being known

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    16 Sep 2025