I was upset.
I was hoping not to spend money.
Why did you pick him up off the street?
What should I have done, leave him?
But you could see I had no other recourse.
When she comes next week you must tell her.
If you don’t, I will.
Do you ever feel fragile sometimes?
The bark peels off in layers from some trees.
One scroll comes off, and then another.
The lines on their surfaces look almost like writing.
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