Correspondent
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(and smell like burning verdigris)
I was lying in bed, on my side, reading and fingering the laptop with one hand. It was sometime after dawn and it was quiet in the room.
I had one of those little irate things that you get on your skin. Not like when its itchy but just enough of a sensation that makes you want to scratch or rub it, more like a tickle than an itch. It was between my index finger and forefinger.