Double L
Our dominant race prefers tangible objects that are comfortable to touch rather than faces.
So, women are beautiful. Ah, there's no difference. Like a woman who just came out. To me, she's beautiful. Probably the same age as my eldest brother who is now lying in the hospital. In a coma.
"Hello!" I prefer to greet this woman with a full smile. A smile that was friendlier than the habitual corporate slaves in front of me when I had to work.
"Who, Bas?" asked the woman who turned out to be shorter than Aryo, wearing new home-made overalls, as evidenced by the price tag that had not been removed.
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