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When the word “FREAK” appeared scratched in the persimmon colored paint on her locker, she knew that in some fragile young woman’s mind a war had escalated from imaginary to physical. ” She exhaled through her mouth and could not bring her eyes to meet his. Such apartments as she saw were either scandalously dirty or unaccountably dear, or both. Had he been listening inside? ‘What is amiss?’ ‘That Frenchie, sir.
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