Smoking in the girls’ room, sneaking a drink, napping
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Deirdre Peterson is a writer living in New York City. After years of helping businesspeople say what they want to say, she is now writing what she wants to say.
Even though the butcher section was in the back, I could smell animal flesh when I came through the doors, the faint stench that leaked through the plastic wrap and rose above the ammonia smell of the floors.