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The scissors are Nina’s favourite thing. She likes the symmetry of them, the way they slice through the grain of the paper, the way the two identical blades work with each other and against each other.
She gets the light-headed feeling she always gets when faced with a world map, that dizzying scope of the possible. She could go anywhere, be anyone, rewrite her life just by getting on a plane. All she has to do is hand over some money. Travel strikes her sometimes as an almost suspiciously easy bargain: a new life in exchange for cash.
but Stella sees him. She steps out into the street, into the rain, and raises her hand, like someone shielding their eyes from light, like someone answering a question.
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