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like gin and tonics without the buffer
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9042
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Glaucoma can be a wonderful ally.
Aziz-un-nisa saddled her steel chair in yards of pashmina wool, wickered navy and brown, waiting for him to step into the room. Goodbyes rehearsed, she sensed it was showtime. Glaucoma wouldn’t lose this afternoon.
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I didn't see the explosion, the moment when the bomb knocked my brother off his feet like a micro-burst of air lifting a bouncy house, then slammed him back down. Black smoke swirled around the room along with licks of fire. Ground floor windows shattered like women…
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109363
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". . those incandescent secrets she would
pepper in. The sister who ran away."
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She calls me by my name. She says I am her daughter.
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larkspur and white roses on white
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