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Well. The mirror is like a sun... or a star. Wasn't there a line in Memorial address with the word star? I think there was.
The numbers. 0630. June 30th? I don't know, really.
Lipstick. It's red. o__o It's supposed to go on your lips, but it's on the mirror. Loving the person who died(!)? Kissing it? BLAH!
Her heels are silver. Reflective.
I so went no where with all that.
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