Prompt: #4, I don't care to remember my name.
She sits at the bar, sipping quietly until the glass is empty. Then she signals for another. She gently rebuffs all attempts at conversation with a twisted sort of smile and goes back to her drink. She closes her eyes for minutes at a time. When she opens them, the person inside is visible: pained,
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