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In the first flush of romance, she’s making a confession to her love interest. The chunky parts of people collide like water flowers. Today is the fifth anniversary, the radio says, of the day on which “everything changed.”It’s ok, I’ll take better care of myself now. I’m not very smart at the beginning of spring, when even the sidewalk has hormones. I walk to a white building surrounded by orange trees to sit. There were several empty seats, and some bids had to be coaxed out from the room.

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