She draws her with red ballpoint pen on a napkin in a 7-Eleven. It's two in the morning and the greasy coffee, all that's keeping her awake, slips over the edge of the styrofoam cup, staining the edge of the napkin. She doesn't notice, just keeps sketching hurriedly. The tank's filling up as she does, she's got to be ready to go in just a second.
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