[She recalls that the town is profoundly sexist. That must be it.] You know how...father is, always in bed so early. [It almost physically hurt to call him that. She says a quick mental apology for it. She walks over to her mini bookshelf and removes an atlas. She lays it out on her night table, open to a dogeared page.] It asks me to calculate the exact surface area of Taiwan...
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