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Dark neighborhood

June 10, 2011

In that neighborhood, people walked faster than normal, and they never made eye contact. She lived there longer than she should, which meant she unlearned how to hold a steady gaze.

In the place of that, she learned these things: To wear dark clothing so she was less visible at night; to keep her hair just slightly unkempt so it didn’t draw attention; to move from street to bar as if she’d sidestepped through water.

Watch your money, little girl, said the woman at the door. You don’t want to see what happens when you run out.

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