Lying on a chaise lounge, staring at people and think that all bodies are alike. I mean, there in the pool of the club, it was impossible to know if this man with stomach and varices was a drug dealer, manager or a secretary, only knew he was a man with a belly and varicose veins. And that happened because the man was semi-naked in a bathing suit, and because all bodies are alike. Had I been dressed, perhaps signals the dress would have given me a clue. A manager does not usually buy the same clothes for a secretary, and as far as I know, the drug used Hawaiian shirts and straw hat.
My thoughts on the bodies were reaching a plateau boring, when I approach a young couple. She had a face of innocence, and he had a strange head: of the upper left him an impressive antlers that I almost passed out an eye, by my side. Then she spoke, and his mouth came a terrifying forked tongue. I looked around and no one had seen anything. The man-deer and the snake woman pretending to be ordinary people, and we all accept that.
I lay back to heaven. People, not understanding that all bodies are alike, nor may notice a different body.
I relaxed. My curly pig tail undoubtedly go unnoticed.
