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‹36› Things to Remember of Eve The next door lady’s kitten died. Eve set crossed sticks and poppies above the grave. The next door lady’s kid has a sty. His thin blond hair flits in the wind like buttercups. She is skinny, hard and smart lower class and crazy thinks men are rats takes a lot of dope bites her mulberry honey fingernails Her man is gone and she is twenty-one. Evie is eight and watches out for things through hazel eyes. ...

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