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June 30, 2008

It was as if she could only assess the situation by looking into a clouded mirror to see what was behind her. Outlines blurred, details fuzzed over, and eventually it made more sense to her to just make things up, develop alternate agendas for the players she could barely discern. After all, the only other option would have been to stop looking altogether, and mirror or no mirror, she wasn’t quite ready for that.

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