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Saturday, October 27, 2007
Tea Person 1
A curled old woman, skin flaking in drops from her chin and nose-tip, eyes so glassly, like she's about to cry. What is this condition, disease? A charcoal line on her eyelids, a perfect curve, as she looks down to count her dollars.
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