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Two years later...

I stepped out inti the cold air my hair blowing in the wind. I moved to paris a year ago when i got a job at The NEWYORK TIMES as a editer. 

There was a party to night. A masquerade.

I wore a blue silk dress with diomonds spreaded across the torso. Then white silk gloves to my elbows. My hair was delictly curled and twisted into an elegant bun at the base of my neck. I was ready for this. Ready as ill ever be ...

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