They found her dead on Eastern Parkway

with a pink ipod in the palm of her hand; it was still playing:

Jimi Hendrix- "Cocaine."

The concrete didn't recognize the color of her skin, nor the color

Of her eyes. It did however recognize that her body was foreign-- transplanted from some unknown space in a forbidden placecenturies before.
Her hair was a deep shade of red, one that made blood look dullon white tiles. This hair was combined of wool and wires but straight at the ends.
"She's a goner...
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