She unfolds a small red Chinese fan, starts wafting her eau de Ricola and magazine sample. How anyone could be hot on a day like today is beyond me, long johns or no. And for a brief and sudden moment I want to know everything about her. But for a more sustained, truthful moment I wish she would put that damn fan away.
"Ooh," she says, reading my mind. "I've been so cold all day, so cold. Nice to actually need to cool down."
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