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Pebbles

March 8, 2009

She walked on pebbles, the flesh of her feet no real barrier between rock and bone. Excruciating at first, it became less so after a time, her feet adjusting to the uneven surface, her nerves so overloaded that eventually they just backed away from the surface, retreating to calmer places in her body.

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