The same overly curly pubic hair, which she now saw was trying to protrude from the sides of her bikini underwear. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. The doctor frowned.
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