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[ladyfirestarter]

March 7, 2007
11:42am

Almost everyone thought the woman and the girl were mother and daughter.

For the second time in a week, Charlie stands looking at the little sculpture of the turtle at Dag Hammarskjold Plaza. This time she has company.

The note is gone, Charlie notices absently, but some wag has pasted a series of stickers along the length of the nearby walk, in the style of the old Burma Shave ads: SEE THE TURTLE / OF ENORMOUS GIRTH / ON HIS SHELL / HE HOLDS THE EARTH.

"It's from a book," is all she says to Bev's quizzical glance at her when she smiles at the rhyme.

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[bev-marsh.livejournal.com]

Bev looks from the words on the stickers to the turtle sculpture, and opens her mouth to say that's not really what I'd call 'enormous girth'--

--only what comes out of her mouth is, "The Turtle couldn't help us."

She stands there for a moment, and then, just as unexpectedly, bursts into tears.