A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink spilled in water.

Author: Margaret Atwood

A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink spilled in water. - Margaret Atwood



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