The Drawbridge and the Moat
A long-haired hippie girl sits on a patch of summer grass, in uniform -- sandals, tattered jeans, gold bangles and multicolored tunic.
She shakes her mane out of anxiety triggered by the gaze of a boy whom she desires. She does not make eye contact with him. About an hour later, she shakes her mane out of anxiety triggered by the gaze of a boy whom she finds repulsive. She does not make eye contact with him.
Introspection equal to the moment is not to be found in the heart of either boy.
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