Bohemian Rhapsody
The moon rises over the old city in Prague.
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It’s the eyes. Glowering, slinking ever thinner, as if she wished she were Asian. I’ve been to Asia. she doesn’t want to be Asian.
“Mustard,” she snaps, her face contorted in the most hateful stare I’ve ever seen.
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