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the reflection in the mirror in not her

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Before the mirror she stands in faded cotton underthings, old but comfortable. This is intimacy's barrier, where innocence disguises give way to shadowed truth.Slowly, the last vestiges of perceived maturity shed away. First go stockings in crisp white, sliding up shapely calves and securing above the knee. Her reflection watches, expression unchanging, as if through someone else's eyes.Next, a simple short-sleeved blouse, buttons slipping closed almost by their own accord. The starchy collar fe
In a Wes Anderson-esque room, a young man meditates, looking at a single playing card at eye level, imagining which card it is. The scene is magical, capturing his mind-reading and card-gazing powers. The card is face down.
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