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Madame by Jo Szewczyk – as originally published on Minus Paper She spoke in time to the clang of the kitchen waitress’s movements. Her blonde hair hung like smoke off her face. ‘The one I was named for. She hated me.’ Her line floated in the air of the busy Paris diner. A little boy…