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tapestries are woven into her hair. it's a hip thing, i guess, and everyone else does it and it's like one of those tapestry new groovy things where everyone is being unique and awesome but not really because their roommate has it done too.
fuzzy white dots are above his head. I can't reach them or feel them but I know they are there. He turns and smiles at me and I shudder. He can't possibly know, and I can't possibly ever tell him that I know he'll die tonight.
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