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The subtle sparkle in her light-blue eyes was disturbing. A sparkle on a dull background of disheveled hair and bruised arms. It refused to retreat behind the smell of alcohol that reached me as she spoke. It stubbornly remained when she told of nights alone in condemned buildings and days spent drinking gin on city buses. Alcoholics, down-and-outers, weren't supposed to have eyes that sparkled. Mary's did. I read them not with hope for her future, but with deep regret for her past.
Mary told me that I couldn't understand. She laughed at my argyle sweater. She knew more about
ABLOW K. Mary. Ann Intern Med. 1984;101:715. doi: 10.7326/0003-4819-101-5-715_2
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