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38: The truth of DNA

 *Luca*

 I turn off the shower and shake the water out of my hair. Only now do I discover that I must have had a bit of a bad bite too. I run a finger through an irregular pink gap. It sits like a crescent-shaped tattoo on my chest. 

 Well, there is enough meat to take off. I flex the muscles in my arm. If I had been just half as excited for this wolf shit as the other two, I would have probably appreciated the bulges that rise up in all the right places. 

 I have not eaten much for a long time, so the skin fits tight over the massive muscles down the abdomen. Yep. In the old days I wouldn’t have had any problem cultivating the look to be getting with some ladies. Andreas can do all that.

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