She has been painting. Concentric circles in bright, primary colors. Vibrating, pulsating, hypnotizing circles, consuming her. The only way to break free is to hurl buckets of paint all over the wall. She does. From where did she get all that paint? It slides down the wall, and she is giddy with relief. She is spattered with paint, as is he. He is
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