His shirt is rumpled. His fingers, long and slender, are stained yellow at the tips from smoking. His mind is always on something else. My mind is busy, too, reading every cue and signal, keeping track of all the things that cannot be discussed, that must not be remembered, that have to be erased.
Kristen Iversen, Full Body Burden: Growing Up in the Nuclear Shadow of Rocky Flats
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