"Why did they even invite us?" Someone asked from the back of the seating which had been in circles and then re-organized into more of a triangle in front of a podium.
Well-dressed women blocked the aisles of the front seating. Some people who'd been in the circular seating refused to re-sit. Mostly people were not discussing out loud what was happening. The changes were just unfolding.
Shorn hair like flood water on the bathroom floor. Plastic and dry cleaning hangers hung over all the stall walls.
"Do you understand where you are going?" A short woman pushed the curls of a tall woman back from her face, pinned locks, carefully arranged a head scarf atop.
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