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In by Chris on January 28, 2009 at 1:32 pm

Who’s next?

The room had only two windows high in opposite walls, and pigeons were standing on the outside ledges, peering in through the grimy panes.
Why are you here?
I want to be the next one.
I think you might be confused.
Because I look normal?
He looked up and one of the pigeons stiffened, tottered, and fell backwards out of sight. He looked back at her.
You should know appearances don’t count.
They were silent as outside a train sped past, shaking fine dust out of the rafters that fell on them like a mist.

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