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Submitted to Contest #301
She stepped out of the subway, the station much colder now, and a gush of wind suddenly sent her hair flying into her face. She started looking for a hairband in her bag, her hand rummaging in between her phone, wallet, empty Kinder wrappers and fags, before finding an old one that could snap anytime. It would do for the moment though. After wrapping her hair into a bun, she quickly checked her reflection into the dusty window of a closed news-stand and took the opportunity to retouch her gloss and take off with her nail the little crusts ar...
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