" One thing you learn
early on in life is that there are people, and there are people.
Larger then life individuals who make even the smallest ordinary
moments feel huge and magical.
Daphne Glover was a person
like that. But if there was one element of Daphnes life that was
conspicuously unmagical it was her dealings with men. To see her
turn herself into such an common lump of semi-slutty girlmeat
everytime a man looked at her was enough to make anyone stop
believing in anything.
Daphne Glover was a
beautiful waste. A walking, talking missed opportunity. A beautiful
asteroid floating from galaxy to galaxy forever in search of new men
to orbit around. A broken piece of person looking for home.
Are you Daphne?"
Yes I'm Daphne.
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