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NaNoNovel: "Light Pollution"
Opening Paragraph: Stella Watson stared at the cracked spine of a lime wedge in the bottom of her glass. She poked it with the tiny black straw, pushing it around between the melting ice cubes. It was her sixth in a matter of an hour; the hour she’d been waiting for Charlie to show up. She glanced at the time on her cellphone and sighed when she realized it was already 10p.m. on New Years eve and she had no where to go. Instead she was sitting in a nearly empty bar that catered to middle-aged gay men and gold-digging minors.
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