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Woman Who Is All That

What are you making? The little boy asked. The artist gave him a bit of an explanation. She is going to be the perfect woman. How do you know? Asked the boy Because she is from my imagination. My ideas My ideals Said the artist Why does she have pink hair? Because she likes pink Will she always be this quiet? I am not sure said the artist. She may speak. The little boy nodded, satisfied. I am naming her, the artist told him. She is “the woman who is all that" The little boy loved that.

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