A woman was at the sink, combing her hair and yanking at tangles. She met my eyes in the mirror, as I was standing behind her. She said, “That’s a great dress.” The dress had horizontal stripes and a little zipper up the side. She made me feel good. I thought, it takes nothing. Then I thought, maybe this isn’t nothing.
The woman’s things were spread on t…
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