The Moth
The Moth Radio Hour: Menorahs, Presents and Palm Trees - December Holiday Stories
Steve Glickman
I ransack my apartment, going from room to room, emptying every drawer, every closet, every cabinet, and I throw its contents on the floor where I can see it all clearly. I get down on my hands and knees and I'm sifting through the piles of stuff like a crazed burglar. And after I've turned my apartment upside down for hours, nothing. Where the fuck is my passport?
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