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She has…never, ever,
really seen hair in a 
red shade before. Not
in her life, not in her
dreams, certainly not
in her nightmares, but…
perhaps, in hindsight,
she should have expected
it here. Really, she
should have    with all
the odd people here,
there, most certainly
everywhere. Ah, but
alas, she hasn’t    though
it is rather sad she didn’t.
She’s prepared herself
for murderers, but not
for such a simplistic thing
like red hair? 

                                               Sad indeed.

Girl, apparently unwary
of the consequences of
doing so, has run closer;
peeking at the other’s
hair through fingers
covering her eyes.

Ah, well, not like someone 
                                               would kill in broad daylight, 
                                               or in such a public place.