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It's as if a child with a brush and too much enthusiasm has been set free with a tin of black paint inside me.
Jenny Downham
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Jenny Downham
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: January 1
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Inner and Outer London
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The inside of the door is glossy white. A total re-paint. I touch it with my fingers, but it stays the same. It's so bright it makes the room waver at the edges. Every few years we disappear.
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That slow smile again. I love that smile! DId I think he was ugly just now? No, his face is transformed.
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Every seven years our bodies change, every cell. Every seven years, we disappear.
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Every few years we disappear, Zoey. All our cells are replaced by others. Not a single bit of me is the same as when I was last in this room.
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. . . my bones they'll burn or bury. It'll be my death.
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