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Cal parked her station wagon by a park opposite the library and adjusted the rear-view mirror. Just briefly she caught sight of someone in the mirror in a long black coat and a fedora. She checked her makeup – lippy fine; eyeliner not smudged; rouge creating a healthy rosiness instead of creating the effect of excessive alcohol consumption – then stepped out of the car.
In the park, the children’s playground was surrounded by abstract sculptures and a duck pond. Cal recalled the pond once being positively teeming with ducks and other waterfowl but since the water had started drying up in recent years the birds had vacated. She noted a two year old blonde girl in a pink parka awkwardly hurling clumps of torn bread at a duck, seemingly not noticing the majority of the bread getting caught in the wind and blowing back over her shoulder.
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