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In by Sadie on February 12, 2011 at 2:56 pm

She sat working on her laptop, but really, she was working on her reflection in the screen. Eyebrows furrowed. Mouth quivered at chin’s edge like a beach-shack on a seaside rock face. Frown slipped down like an inevitable avalanche. A dangerous look, like critical analysis. Why asymmetrical? Academically, she was a civil engineer; socially, a bridge-burner. All kinds: cantilever, beam, cable-stayed and arch. To her, this face was an overhead bridge crane. Not a crane that grows up incorrectly and becomes a swan. Today, she is either building beautiful bridges by her own hands or she is dead by them.

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