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Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. I thank God for the very skin that is peeling from your nose, for all things great and small that make us what we are. Walking into the bedroom, she quickly shed the miniskirt and sweater, folding them without ceremony. I’ve no name for it yet. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights.
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