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Jane M. Downs<br />
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James sees Medina in the coltish movements of young party girls of Saigon. <strong>The</strong>y have no<br />
breasts. <strong>The</strong>y dart from soldier to soldier, grab at their shirts. He sees her in their obsidian<br />
eyes, narrow feet in plastic sandals and legs streaked with fine dried dust.<br />
Velvet skin, a hungry mouth can obliterate ruin. Perfume masks air drenched with the<br />
sweat of soldiers crammed into tents. <strong>The</strong> last night the prostitute is as small as a child.<br />
Her saliva tastes of vinegar. Her red nightgown trails along the floor. He leaves accidental<br />
bruises on her arms.<br />
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