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Damiana says i smell like soap.
I want to tell her she smells like
old memories (not mine) but i don't
know how she'll take it so i stay
silent. I'm good at that. Damiana
moves like audrey hepburn; she's a
dancer. We're going parasol shopping
in chinatown on saturday. and hats.
we both love hats and old old clothes.
i think she reminds me of june, but
i'm not sure. she thinks i'm like
anaïs, but i think i've lived more
than she ever did, and hemlock is nothing
like henry.
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