Newark

The store featured fine white dresses for girls about to go through a mysterious, spiritual ritual. Yet, the table on the street stood as a reminder of the less ethereal: mud, work, necessity. He chose here to stand waiting, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary to him. These were the contradictions he lived with every day without even realizing it.

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