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upon my mind, inert, pretty, fresh, and full of life, and terminally pert. and then i saw the photos which were taken of her since. this was the very person, though the pictures made me wince. where i recalled some dimples, and a quiet, pretty smile, i now saw teeth that had been stained, by tobacco, wine
(or two). in fact, the only feature that reminded me of her, were the sparkling eyes, which now peeked out from eyebrow fur. the wrinkles were to be expected (all of us have those), but the lesions, sores, and pustules covered her from head to toes. at least she still had lots of hair (i'd loved her...
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