Saya Daphne Wallace (
synanthrope) wrote in
poly_chromatic2012-02-25 07:42 pm
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[She's pressing her fingers against smoky glass; they're moving along the wall.]
I thought it was just the walls, before I got here. But it's not, is it? It's everything. It's the walls and the tables and the cars. But not the clothes.
But now I'm thinking of cars with a clear polymer engine. And engine that I could see through, anytime I wanted, without taking it apart.
I don't much care for the lack of privacy, though. It makes everyone so nervous.
[Her fingers move away from the glass]
I feel like Cinderella.
I thought it was just the walls, before I got here. But it's not, is it? It's everything. It's the walls and the tables and the cars. But not the clothes.
But now I'm thinking of cars with a clear polymer engine. And engine that I could see through, anytime I wanted, without taking it apart.
I don't much care for the lack of privacy, though. It makes everyone so nervous.
[Her fingers move away from the glass]
I feel like Cinderella.

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