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Clara thought of her mother’s sandwich, now eaten. She thought of the five-dollar bill, folded in her shoe. She thought of the typing class that started tomorrow morning, in a beige room full of other girls learning to be secretaries.

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“No,” he agreed. “But you know the swans.” Clara thought of her mother’s sandwich, now eaten

“Good luck with your typing,” he said. Clara thought of her mother’s sandwich