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Denouement She had control of her world, memorized between cracks in the straight line of the gray concrete sidewalk between green grass plots neatly trimmed, strong purposeful strides with a panting dog, tongue slapping at nothing, a slack leash held tightly, until the dog stopped, nose buried off the beaten track, leash suddenly a taut argument in physics, a short thin plot with this surge in tension between woman and nature, when she no longer wanted to be the heroine in her own story, unwilling face the inevitable.
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