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She slowly rises from the ground and brushes Herself off. She shivers as the breeze rustles by and then glances around. She doesn’t recognize a thing. Not the flickering, yellow bulb of the lamp ten feet away. Not the green dumpsters lined along the alleyway. Not even the cars passing by outside the alley. Her eyes begin to water and She swallows the lump forming in the back of Her throat. She can’t remember anything; Her mind is blank.

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