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Submitted to Contest #253
She's a lovely canvas, isn't she?Those words utter from mouth to mouth. I keep my head down, feet moving from one cobblestone to another.“Look up,” says Aunt Maple.And I do. And I see clouds. The sky is always the same. I am terrified of falling in.“Okay. That’s enough.” Aunt Maple pokes me in the shoulder as two German shoulders pass by. The market is filthy with noise, but I hear them. I understand every single word. And I feel as if I could never inhale again.Aunt Maple asks, “Do you like my tree?” She'd suddenly switched to French.“What?...
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