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There's this pretty girl sitting with her friends on the bench across from me, blue-jeaned legs crossed. A black shirt with a faded gold rose print. A knit sweater in autumn colors. The way the sweater falls on her form, the collar nearly closed at the throat, zippered at her waist with a good spirally portion of the rose showing in the opening between makes it seem like her body contains nothing but a void: her heart a black hole. The pretty girls. Devouring boys' hearts. Sucking them into nothing.
Into their black hole hearts.
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