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98 Bees The tattoo on the girl’s stomach: a swarm of bees rushing up from beneath her pants as if from a nest inside— dark, moist and warm where they breed, feeding on lovers’ nectar. Here’s one now—a lover—holding her hand, whispering in her hair. She is young. Perhaps in twenty years she’ll walk this same beach alone, the swarm of bees up to her chin. ...

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