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by Eve Dineva “What color do you think chameleons die in?” It was the first question you ever asked me right after you heard my name. I remember I laughed- at the entire world and at those absurdly blue eyes of yours. I didn’t have an answer back then. I didn’t have any, not until I heard your last question: “Do you want to keep the furniture, while I take the car?” “Whatever. “ was all I managed. I still can’t say much about chameleons but I do know about people. We die when life loses its color. We die in monochrome. Copyright 2022. All rights reserved.
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