I was at a restaurant with a group of people. They disappeared and left all of their things behind: instruments, computers and a bag of eggs. As I gathered these things the waiter told me I had to fill the salt. I turned around and the instruments were gone. A trans person approached with scars all over her exposed abdomen. She said "I have great eyesight and I don't see them. Also, I've had my intestines removed from an infection I got from a blow job." "How is that relevant?" I exclaimed.
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