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“She stopped walking between two doors. They were labeled, in quixotic fashion, “Squids” and “Mollusks.” Shaun raised an eyebrow. “Okay, I’ll bite,” he said. “Which one am I?” “All gender is a construct and binary gender doubly so, but you have a hard shell and you’re hard to kill, so you’re probably a mollusk,” said Foxy blithely.”

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Book:Rise: A Newsflesh Collection
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Rise: A Newsflesh Collection

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Mira Grant
Mira Grant

Mira Grant is an American author known for her works in science fiction and horror. Her novels often blend political satire with elements of science fiction, earning her a dedicated fan base. more

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