\" She whirled around by instinct, frightening the boy who she had borrowed the pencil from. ” She laid her fingers for a moment upon his arm. “Why can’t we propagate by sexless spores, as the ferns do? We restrict each other, we badger each other, friendship is poisoned and buried under it!. Scissors with which to cut her hair, just in case.
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