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... blinding light that shot onto her face between the dingy curtains and the wall. It was her 7 am wake-up call every sunny day. -------------- ..., you swimming already?” A lanky man in dusty denim swung his stilt legs over to Stimson’s table. He took a seat without waiting ... at him, and then pinned her hair up with a few paste diamond clips from the vanity. “Your family however.” She let him fill in ...

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