30 August 2017
a young woman of about thirty, probably the daughter, peered over the old woman's shoulder. her suede jacket was unbuttoned to reveal a pair of grimy breasts, but her hair was elaborately wound into a mass of rollers, as if she were preparing parts of her body for some formal gala to which the rest of herself had not been invited.
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