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She hangs in midair before me, seemingly suspended by magic. She appears unconcerned at the goings-on in my office -- the ringing phone, the parade of gardeners clutching drooping leaves. She is motionless, aloof; the mundane activities that are important to my life mean nothing to her.
I gaze at her still form, clad in shiny black armor but for the spot of scarlet at her abdomen.See the full content of this document
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Protect Home, Family From Black Widow Spiders
I stare: Is she alive? Does she still breathe? I yearn to approach closer, yet I must not, dare not, intrude within the crystal she is imprisoned in. Or shall I risk what every male who...
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