“You always had nice clothes? You ever wear trash?” Lewis knows it’s a trap but he can’t resist. “I always had nice clothes.” Judy’s voice is soft now, modulated. “And you still never felt right, I bet.You always felt like a piece of shit no matter how nice those clothes were. Am I right?” Lewis nods warily. Judy gestures to the room. “Like all of us. No matter how nice that ... .stuff ... was. Never fixed us. None of us. We never felt like we belonged. Never felt comfortable. Most of us since we were kids. Like we were from another planet. No matter how much shit you got, nothin’s ever going
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