Max at Sea

“Max found a pen and began:

I WANT Gary to fall into some kind of bottomless hole.
I WANT Claire to get her foot caught in a bear trap.
I WANT Claire’s friends to die by flesh-eating tapeworms.”

Check out a section of Where the Wild Things are by Dave Eggers in the New Yorker.

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