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Friday, February 25, 2022

Mary and Rose:

Mary and Rose sit on a bench in a park.

Mary looks at the sky.

Rose looks around at the park.

Rose: I could stay here forever.

Mary: I doubt you could stay here forever.

Rose: why not?

Mary stands. Mary picks up an umbrella from beneath the bench.

Mary opens the umbrella.

It begins raining, blinding rain.

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