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The water falls on her head, on her face, around her ears. She sits on the floor and it falls encasing her in the only shelter she has found in this house. She feels safe, she must be, no one can demand anything from her while she´s in the shower. Her back hurts. Her feet, her womb, it all hurts but the hot water dulls the pain. She wishes she could drink it but the water in this city is as dirty as the sky. The light over the vanity mirror makes some water drops glisten while others cast small oval shadows.

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