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A Clover in weeds, loss, homelessness, beatings and love
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Clover emerges to a stand from something resembling sleep and her foot finds gravel on the concrete walk and makes her flinch. Her mouth tastes like dirt and so she steps among her possessions, in two shopping carts garrisoned around the blanket-on-concrete sleep space until she locates a half-full liter of RC cola, unscrews it and swigs.
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