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Making Mask, Instead

On the flower petals of the blooming faces, flutter the patina of chromatic luscious lips, gracefully painted with alluring shades of lipstick, the attraction amplified by the dazzling smile. In the women’s winsome world of enticement many things stay tediously the same unalterable, but the colors of the lips is an option of change, they all strive to try in various charming hues. Realizing it’s a large fashion market worldwide, I set up a modest factory rolling out array of lipsticks, not competing with the products of L’Oreal or the like, my business started booming, soaring to new heights. But then comes the virulent corona virus from the blue, making lipsticks for the masked lips rather redundant. No takers, I have to close down my factory where now I am making mask to survive in these difficult times. May 16, 2020

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