There’s a storm coming,

said the girl, sitting across from her friend. Her mouth is full of mustard cucumbers. She”s tanned and has that kind of dazed blank openness in her eyes like she’s looked at too many desert landscapes.

Yes, I can feel it, said friend, I’ve been feeling it for a while now.

 

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