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Elena traced the edge of the printed photo. Clara looked so alive in it. So fiercely, unapologetically herself.

"Oh my gosh, I forgot about that dress," Clara groaned, burying her face in her hand. "It was 100% polyester. I think I almost got heatstroke on the porch that day." promiscuous_sisters_094.jpg

It was a digital file name written in a physical book, a strange relic of the mid-2000s when their father had obsessively cataloged every digital photograph they took, printing them out and archiving them like museum artifacts. Elena traced the edge of the printed photo