“Want one?” Michelle deadpanned. She fixed her brilliant eyes upon him. It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade. I walked London till the soles of my shoes were worn through, and my toes were blistered. "Mistress!" said the apprentice, making a final appeal to Mrs.
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