Girls sitting in the sun on the stoop like a family, braiding and plating and adding extensions to each other’s hair, playing the rock game, contemplating in silence. But the silence never lasts long. The day ebbs and flows with work, rest, food, and laughter. Games played, stories spoken, new girls embraced, babies passed around. Life comes and goes here on the stoop.
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