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Enola G. Aird remembers that autumn evening in the Adams Morgan district of Washington, D.C., when she went to a small nightclub with her husband and a friend, and met a woman named Deedee.
The woman seemed to be a regular in the space, where everyone seemed to know her. She moved around with a jovial spirit, had a banter with the band, and got more and more drunk as the night went on. Later in the night, Aird was in the washroom with her friend when they saw Deedee, who seemed oblivious to their presence, come out of the stall, look at herself in
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