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Cosima's Laughter
Sturgis sat in a corner booth under a framed black and white photo of Rosalind Franklin. He was dressed in mismatched shabby clothes, sported a pair of cheap sunglasses and appeared to have dyed his hair a dull unnatural shade of black off the drugstore shelf. As Cosima drew closer she could see inky smudges around his hairline in ears. The reason they're staring at you is that you look like zombie Elvis,. What the hell is going on? Sturgis fidgeted. She'd be happier, she said, if you left me out of this altogether. I can't, he said. You're the only link I have to all