Chapter 4 (4)
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“To genetic inferiority,” she agreed, raising her glass.
Both of them drank to this. After setting their glasses down, both burst into laughter. Åedzidše felt awkward laughing after the pit of despair he’d been wallowing in for the past couple days. But it felt good.
“At least yours doesn’t make you ugly sunnuvabitch like me,” Åedzidše said after they stopped laughing.
“It’s not so bad,” she shrugged, “besides, it’s nice to see a face that doesn’t look just like every other face on this ship.”
“We’re all descended from the First Mo...
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