Her hands are cut with a hundred slices. Braiding expectation into resentment with careless fingers. Entitlement makes for a long car ride into the city. The skies were dark gray and loaded to dispense filthy rain as an afterthought. With enough words, you can sort out the knots from anything. Your rusted and reliable life will be waiting for you at the end of the evening.
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