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Kaylyn, Late 2005-2006
As I watched her walk across the parking lot towards me, I knew she was exceptional.
I also sensed she was deeply troubled. Sensual, graceful, like a willow. Unlike
Mourning, whom she resembled, Kaylyn opened herself willingly. She had suffered
immense tragedy in her life. Like me, she was anorexic. We worked together just four
times, the last of which was in the burned-out house where she cried uncontrollably.
It was the beginning of another series of tragedies from which she apparently did
not recover.
nyghtvision magazine volume 3, number 1, WINTER 2013
