I look to the left and down. Ginza is a loaf leaning slightly to her left. "Psst psst psst?" I ask her. She lifts her head and puts her sharpened eyes towards mine.
I give a slow blink and when I lift that, she softly blinks like how a summery breeze fades and lets a veil like curtain fall. The breeze resumes and lifts that veil.
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