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I have no secrets he tells her as he takes her hand and she sees the bruise on his arm and says, What’s that? and he says, I can’t tell you.

She could see he was upset. You’re too smart for me, he said. But you have lovely muscles, she said. He didn’t think that was enough anymore.

He is too drunk to notice the cut of her dress, the way the fabric touches her in a way he can’t. But the dress is not for him. It never was.

The photos are scattered about, and when he wakes he studies them with the studiousness of a scholar. I was such a dude last night, he says.

The women gathered in the town square and threw their dreams into a bonfire and left, and days later the men noticed and beat each other up.