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She lay on the grass at the edge of the forest and the beach with the white buds in her ears pumping kaleidoscopic music into her brain.  One arm thrown across her eyes to block the sun that filtered down through the palm fronds.

It was truly beautiful here.

After weeks of confinement in her compound bunk, she was elated to be outside, elated too ( Read more... )