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A mixed bag

“Just a minute. I know I have it somewhere in here,” I muttered, and plunged my hand into my handbag. The cashier smiled. Blinked. Bag Braille Round 1 ensued: my fingers reading the contents of my carry-all, feeling for the familiar soft leather of my purse, the harder leather of my sunglasses case, the jingle …

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