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"I hate it," she said in a dull voice

"She hates it!" soan to buzz The athered their voices and looped it on itself; it sounded al On the stage, Phillipa bit her lip so hard it turned white August held Hadrian in place with a firuards looked across the roo--they made no movement toward their weapons

Into that anticipation, Hole

The auctioneer backed away fro Holmes step up in his place "Hello, all! Yes, this is Elmira Davenport That is my name That said, I feel that you should call me whatever it is that you want to call ! It is a construct!"

"A pernicious construct," I intoned

"Identity is slippery We go by many naue, away from my family on a day meant to be with family--and am I family without them?"

"She is not"

"I am not!"

"She is not family without family," I intoned

"Today I am here by chance I heard about this auction and decided, yes, I will show you a piece to illustrate who I as Kincaid beside me, he hides from the cameras! He hides his face fro distantly over the audience’s heads They stared up at her, enraptured, or pretending to be

"Ah," she said with the solee "No one knohat a face is I have my theories A face produces voice A voice carries sound In that sound, we find ourselves prisoners Now I show you a piece that says, faces Fas"

I nodded "This is a piece about all these things"

The screen behind the easel went dark Mo rooe, a small scuffle, and the moments stretched into each other until the black-and-white video finally began to play