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A silvery globe, glittering and shiny - held down by a length of pink ribbon, held down, prevented from floating away. It veers left and right, heedless of the little girl holding the other end of the string, bumping against the people to the left and right. With eyes full of wonder and adoration, the little girl withdraws the pink ribbon, pulling the silver balloon towards herself. She looks at her own reflection in the silvered surface, occasionally polishing it with an embarrassed, half hearted gesture.

Sometimes I only remember after lights out. Sometimes I don't remember at all.

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