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Stripy top and skinny jeans, slim white cigarette held tightly between her long fingers. The yellowed lines around her mouth show a lifetime of slavery to this deadly addiction.
It sits on his face, long and spiky, like the spines of a porcupine. In black and white, it tells me to keep away. Do not cross him today.
Its cloud-like billows cocoon the bed. A crimson flower pattern bursts across its white surface. A perpetual summer covering this winter warmer.
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It floats delicately away from over-excited children. Each colour it passes is contained within its barely visible sphere. Dark green hedge, pale blue sky and white, bubbling clouds.
It starts out white as a bowl of cream. The machine adds colours – blue, yellow, green, red. Each in exact quantities, calculated to the last millilitre. As it mixes, the perfect blue emerges like magic.
It sits in the saucepan, white and pulsing with the first simmering bubbles of heat. As its scent rises to my nostrils, I think of the fresh, buttered bread I will dip into it.