slightly raised eyebrow peeking out of her frame she sits in the best spot in town and watches the boys coming with their beers and their smokes and girls in short dresses and the policemen zooming past in their wheels elbow-knee-guard-helmet on. the waves rolling in, and out, on the shoreline. the palm trees. the cruise ships on the line of the horizon. gaviotas circling. a slight breeze to ruffle her hair, under the carefully placed veil.
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