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Edit box size: ⇓ More rows Reset to default size ⇒ More columns by John Skoyles, after Weldon Kees --- The day the dancer in the loud red dress tossed her hair and said "What else is there to do?" I remembered what my father told me. She looked into the mirror applying makeup while the traffic lights went on and off outside. What my father told me was this: women look into mirrors looking for men: blondes toss their hair indifferently all night but finally settle down; changes of heart flicker like the traffic lights. We fall in and out of love in rooms where women wearing makeup reflect our fantasies and lust: so we're to blame for whatever they become. And looking back, how could we have taken that dancer so seriously? But the way to forget how she stepped out of her dress was something our father couldn't tell us. The lights go on and go off. This is a minor edit.
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