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I sat on the ground, barbed wire fence pressing against my back and gravel beneath my bare toes. Eyes closed, I felt dizzy. I waited a moment - sea air warmed the inside of my throat, mingled with the smells of piss and the remains from the broken shards of beer bottles from last night. Holding my breath, I ran the pointer finger of my right hand down the peach fuzz of my thigh, down mole I've had since I was 6, down the dimple left from that one stubborn chicken pock that took weeks to go away, years ago, ran the finger down over the hills and wrinkles of my knee and felt wetness. The air left my chest it does when you just let go of a balloon, fizzing, instant, shocking. Eyes still closed, trying to steady my breathing, I felt around the gash.
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