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best of breed (a tale in sixty-nine words)
Radius, ulna. Left. Graceful arches, curving silverplate-etched grey reflections.
Perfect specimen.
Film tucked away, he turns to work.
Her skin is waxen; hair spills on the concrete slab, glowing amber cold under wire-wrapped fluorescents.
Scalpel point traces pronator teres, palmaris longus; strips them away from imperfect brachialis.
The perfect arm is at home waiting for this treasure.
Someday soon, an ideal woman will rise from frozen shreds and patches.
Perfect specimen.
Film tucked away, he turns to work.
Her skin is waxen; hair spills on the concrete slab, glowing amber cold under wire-wrapped fluorescents.
Scalpel point traces pronator teres, palmaris longus; strips them away from imperfect brachialis.
The perfect arm is at home waiting for this treasure.
Someday soon, an ideal woman will rise from frozen shreds and patches.