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All of her life.The next day was a Tuesday, and she watched herself with a faint tingle of awareness as she went through the usual motions of living. A trace of rain misted the sidewalks as she walked to the convenience store at the end of her block, and she was distantly grateful for the store's dry warmth. Back at her apartment, she sat down in the overstuffed arm chair in front of her television.The face on the screen talked endlessly about work, and duty, and obedience. Marcella looked at her small color television set, seeing it as though for the first time. There was no tuning knob, and she wondered why she thought that there should be one. Then the words coming from the screen caught her attention once more and the thought was lost.On Wednesday she waited on ninety-seven customers and gained one hundred and seventeen dollars and fifty-five cents in tips. These were turned in to be deposited along with her paycheck, then to be drawn out automatically to pay for her rent and. He smiled in amusement, gave my hand a squeeze, then politely released it. He turned and, acting as host for the gathering, introduced me to everyone in the group including their specialties and trading affiliations. All in all, thoughtful, courteous and beyond the necessity of what was required at court. Even better, I found myself quickly included in their conversation. "What do you trade in, Lady Jasmine?" asked one of the younger traders. The question said they had accepted me as one of their own. It felt wonderful!"I subscribe to the Eleysian theory of commerce," I said. "You trade in that which you haven't sold yet." I held up my arm showing my golden wrist manacle and attached gold chain. "Recently, I went into worked metals." I rattled my chains a few times then looked each of them in the eye. "Any interest?" There were lots of coughs and people suddenly found the need to look at the floor. To see how well it was polished no doubt. I knew their caution precluded them from.
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