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Kent Parkstreet, Laird of Doofus@kentparkskeet.bsky.social |
In some lights my eyes see only colour and shape, not much detail. My neighbour across the hall has skin and hair of almost exactly the same colour. I can’t tell when she is looking at me. I don’t know her well enough yet to explain my awkwardness without sounding horribly, horribly racist.
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