The Countess: All of us are freaks in one way or another. Try being born a male Russian Countess into a white, middle class, Baptist family in Mississippi, and you'll see what I mean.
I can see my eyelashes reflecting off the inside of my glasses. They move when I blink. I want to push them apart like thick fronds in a rainforest and step through them. Tiger like.
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