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"The what?" He shivers at her touch, perhaps just from a girl touching his skin, or from the drops of pool water collecting on his shoulders. Through that wavy, aqua light, in my bathing suit from last year, my sister looks to me the way she will look the first time I take her to the airport with an open-ended ticket to someplace she has to touch with her own two hands.
THE HOLOGRAPHIC SO
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