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Slice of Life

[Author's note: I really don't like explaining a story prior to the readers reading it, much preferring talking about it after the readers have formed their own opinions. And to that end, I'll put my take on the story as the first comment.]

She was a formless entity hovering on the boundary of existence and non-existence, flickering in and out of people’s vision throughout the night. Those who saw her were instantly captivated by her beauty. In an age where elegance has been replaced by lust--elegance’s far older yet more pedestrian sister--she tickled their fancy and intrigued them instead of shamelessly tugging at their crotches.