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Sometimes a girl just needs a break. Between work and play and everything else it gets to be too much. Fred called to make a date. I would have gone, but he broke his neck. Everything just goes around and around—off and on, like a wheel. I don’t think anything will ever change. I guess that’s why I’m just sitting out here in the yard. Trying not to look at the fire hose. Not thinking about politics or Fred’s neck or anything else. Doing nothing. Just waiting.  

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