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“The counting thing. Counting all the ways you’re ‘supposed’ to look different. I saw you tallying up your thighs, then my hand, then Marianne’s belly.” He finally looked up, his eyes kind. “We all did it, the first day.”

“What thing?”

Later, she found herself at a picnic table next to a man named Leo. He was in his early thirties, with a runner’s lean build and a faded tattoo of a dragon on his calf. He was also missing his left hand, the limb ending in a smooth, rounded stump just below the elbow. He was expertly spreading mustard on a sandwich with his right hand, holding the bread steady with the stump. Purenudism Login Password Hotfilerar