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Steam City winter night the mother walks with the daughter.We see steam wavering, churning from manholes. City boiling itself underneath. We throw our two shadows on the shining steam plumes; it makes tunnels, body-shaped, into thick steam, a way to see through to the other side. I think my mother is turning to steam. Thinning.The muscles going off the bones. Daughter boiling off the mother.  ...

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