The Wistful Witness

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Notice of Suspension Soledad Arellano stood in the queue at the department store, the fluorescent lights humming a low, electric hymn that vibrated in her molars, and watched the line of men and women stretch toward the exit where the wind was stripping the leaves from the orange groves in quarantine. She was thirty-two, and her left hand, which had begun to bleed continuously without injury...

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