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[catelin]

Turnabout's Fair Play.

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hands

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Hands have always fascinated the old woman. From their utilitarian meanness, to their elegance and craftiness. She had always hoped that hers would never lose the lovely look of the clever, that the taut skin would never become crepe. They did, though. They necessarily became a ropy tapestry of history, the Story of Her.