[ Her immediate impulse is to pull him inside. He is a blood soaked spectacle. But she can't intrude. The view into the room is recognizable: an economy of things in a state of disorder. A sense of impermanence and flight. She too lives in relative emptiness.
Eli removes the folded shirt from a plastic bag, and handing it over, is confident in her selection: a loud Hawaiian shirt weaving birds and red flowers upon a black canvas. ]
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[ Her immediate impulse is to pull him inside. He is a blood soaked spectacle. But she can't intrude. The view into the room is recognizable: an economy of things in a state of disorder. A sense of impermanence and flight. She too lives in relative emptiness.
Eli removes the folded shirt from a plastic bag, and handing it over, is confident in her selection: a loud Hawaiian shirt weaving birds and red flowers upon a black canvas. ]
May I come inside? I've brought other things.