[ Roxana is going to be in the closet for most of week ntil I get tired of writing starters in this closet. She's sifting through stupid haute couture clothing, the type that's entirely impractical to wear. ]
No, people are happy to fall over themselves for this stuff. But for me... [She looks at the dress again, frowning.] Beautiful and ugly things are both the same.
[Looking at her a moment longer, and then she turns to sort through a pile of plain shirts.]
Does there need to be a story? Beautiful faces, ugly faces— for all the fuss that's made about them, they all meet the same grotesque end anyway. Sacrificed to the maggots.
It's all right if it's something you find hard to believe. I'm not here to push you to be one way or another, but I would like to get to know you more.
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Even I don't see the sense in these. Do you?
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and immediately makes a face, clicking her tongue.]
What sense? They're just empty decorations.
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[ She looks thoughtful. ]
Some artistry is beyond my understanding, but these look like they're made with high quality material for something considered empty
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No, people are happy to fall over themselves for this stuff. But for me... [She looks at the dress again, frowning.] Beautiful and ugly things are both the same.
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[ She laughs a little. ]
It sounds like there's a story behind that.
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Does there need to be a story? Beautiful faces, ugly faces— for all the fuss that's made about them, they all meet the same grotesque end anyway. Sacrificed to the maggots.
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That's true. In the end, we'll all be one with the dirt and become carrion. But I don't mind seeing the beauty in others.
In this ugly world, there needs to be something to balance it out.
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... Well, I suppose such things are possible.
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