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While other girls were blurry, displaying cracks or, at the very least, seams _ ripped jeans, coffee-stained T-shirts, hair that poufed up in the rain _ Sophia always looked sharp, clear, as if the resolution had been turned up on a microscope and angled straight at her, as if the money had formed a kind of shrink wrap that kept her protected from the normal destruction of the everyday.
Lauren Oliver Panic Origin Story
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While other girls were blurry, displaying cracks or, at the very least, seams _ ripped jeans, coffee-stained T-shirts, hair that poufed up in the rain _ Sophia always looked sharp, clear, as if the resolution had been turned up on a microscope and angled straight at her, as if the money had formed a kind of shrink wrap that kept her protected from the normal destruction of the everyday.
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