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the lives that she leads

are drastic and

well lit.  she sees a park

across the

street, at midnight it has

lamps at the top, shinning

brighter than the

sun.  Her mother comes

to grab her, asks her

what the winning lottery

numbers are.  Her daugher, with

blue in her eyes says that monsters

are the numbers.  She says that symbols are

the numbers.  She

says that mathematics are the answer

and spices are the flavours.

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