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Flowers from 1970 Chapter 1 Aurelia walked up the steps of her house, keys in hand and a dark look on her face. The neighborhood had been quiet except for the occasional passing cars, which did not help her ongoing battle with isolation and loneliness. The quieter it was, the louder her thoughts were, and so she entered her empty home which housed quiet so large a drop of a pin would be highly audible, her head filled with a mass of concepts. She trudged her way up to her room, carrying her jacket in her hand as she threw
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