"You cheat"
"You're shit"
"Gay"
"I thought you were meant to be barefoot"
"Do you like it?"
I didn't enjoy it. It was strange having a constant texture to have beneath my feet, felt like a platform of protection, like it really was a boundary from the dirt on the ground. I suddenly felt of the world again, felt normal again, like there is nothing no longer different about me.
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