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At the exit, behind the plywood counter, sits the foreman holding a bottle of Coke to his mouth. “Hey you! Come over here,” he calls to Barukh.
Barukh’s heart skips a beat. Someone else once called to…
Nat:Look at you! Look what you’ve become! Queen of the Condominiums, peasant skirts for two hundred dollars, betrayer of your namesake—Clara:Goddamn name—Nat:Clara Lemlich, who stood for something—Cla…