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It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. His chin was angular and his lips were 16 small, his mouth tiny and refined. The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. He initiated sex with her, lightly fingering her clitoris as an invitation.
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