I recoil in horror. In the short time she has been with us she has drunk enough Coke to kill a bull rhinoceros. I draw my blade. Surely this creature cannot be the human it claims to be, and I must admit, I had had my suspicions when she arrived like a Faustian devil into our very midst without the common courtesy to use the door. Deftly, I swing my blade, sever a single hair and retreat to my lab for analysis.
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