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"Erik!" said Lissy and she hugged him. She was buxom and wearing a flouncy peasant blouse and skirt. "And you must be Alison," and she hugged me too. "This is Emma, our daughter," she said, pointing to this little girl sitting cross-legged on the floor and picking her nose. "Emma, naughty," said matthew raposo Lissy. "No fingers." Emma took her finger out of her nose and looked up at us. "I'm six," she said, and matthew raposo then farted. We all went back into matthew raposo the living room where a few more people had arrived. There were two more students from Lissy's pottery class wearing matching tie-died T-shirts and standing in front of someone who had already sat down. When they moved away, I realized with a jolt that it was, of all people, Mr. Salvatorre, grinning, with a small Saran-wrapped bowl of what looked like cranberry sauce in his lap.
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