Noriko is walking alone, stroking her hands on her bare arms to warm herself. It’s too cold to wear a prom dress, and it looks like it will start to rain soon. Her feet are killing her; she could call[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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Noriko is walking alone, stroking her hands on her bare arms to warm herself. It’s too cold to wear a prom dress, and it looks like it will start to rain soon. Her feet are killing her; she could call[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
For most of her life, Noriko has heard people her age whispering behind her back. Did you hear that the Japanese girl is the janitor’s daughter? The white guy. I hear he gets a different woman home every night. Poor[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…