- You treat me like this because you don't see the individual in me. You look at me, and all you see is breasts, thighs, pure flesh. If you could see me for who I am, if you could see the person in me, you would want to be my best friend. You are trapped by your animal instincts. You should try to focus on my inner values.
- Well, that's exactly what I'm doing. – The butcher said, and removed the chitterlings of the chicken with his knife.
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