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  • Writer's pictureMarilyn Velez

Come to know The Red Faces

Alongside they sat, in a dull table made of oak as Mrs. Litop said her evening prayer. When her lips sealed and the prayer was over, the men looked toward one another with distrust. They did not speak nor say a word; it was more about glances, and these glances they gave to one another as if some strange and unknown language shared amongst themselves that they alone understood.



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