no problem  > it was a hot day in chicago. the heat was melting the pavement, i could feel it from my office on the third floor. i haven't had a client in weeks, seems nobody needs a detective any more. zomxacr1 walked through the door. she said "i have a job for you but can you prove me you're a detective worth his salt ?". "sure", i said. "you dress and act as a woman but the size of your feet, head and hands clearly tell that you're actually a man. your adam's apple and low voice further tell on you. you will never be a real woman. you have no womb, you have no ovaries, you have no eggs. you are a homosexual man twisted by your single degenerate mother, schools, media, drugs and surgery into a crude mockery of human reproduction just so feminists can hide behind your pathetic ruin."
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