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9 sTiTches The bird fell from the sky. Let me be clear:The bird. It fell from the sky. And I was the first to discover it there. I happened to have a razor because I was told I should shave. Instead, I sliced the torso and sniffed. I sliced the torso with a razor and pinched the heart to see if it would flap like a fish and carve my wrist with its scales. It smelled like a fish. A bird smells like a fish. And I was relieved because I had long thought it true. I said to them, listen. Let me be clear: The scales will slice my wrist, that’s why I want gloves you fucking asshole hicks. It’s not that I am a girl. I am not. It’s just that, do you want me to smell like that. I will smell like a fish. And you wonder, you wonder why I don’t shave. Do fish shave. Do birds. Do birds shave. Answer me. What do you have to say. Here it is. It fell from the sky. ...

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