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<p>The Woman decided to go walking one day. Perhaps she was driven by restlessness. Perhaps she was bored! I do not know. </p>
<p>Either way, she was feeling good and she was feeling stable and she was feeling feline, so she found herself a nice set of slacks to wear over her legs, ones that looped up over the base of her tail in such a way that the same would be just as possible with a skunk&rsquo;s tail, and yet which would not fall down for those moments when she does not have a tail. </p>
<p>She found herself a nice shirt that felt good on the fur and which would not look too weird if she poofed out into a skunk. It was not her favorite shirt, I am sure, otherwise maybe she would wear it every day, but it was good enough. It had the word &lsquo;fiend&rsquo; scribbled across it in angular, glitchy graffiti, and The Woman is absolutely allowed to feel like a fiend some days.</p>
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