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Plays and Monologues

Whatever and Delicately

August 1, 2009

by Pia Wilson

Yadra is straightening the towels and lotions and perfumes on her counter. She sets the tall white flowers in a vase to the side. She sprays a deodorizer into the air, coughs, and waves it away. Then she sits in her chair and takes out a high-class fashion magazine. She reads an article and starts to shake her head and tsk tsk the people. She checks her watch. [keep reading…]

Originally posted 2008-07-26 15:57:53.

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