A lady is seated at the waiting area couch. "Snip! Snip!" I hear. I peer out from behind the monitor, as sneakily as possible. Ahh, just as I thought. She doesn't have a catch-all. Just releasing her talons, wherever they choose to fly - freed from the cigarette-stained digits they once called home. As they leave their host they take everything she touched - ass, wax, dirt, food and smegma, to the world at large. What a release. Maybe one will penetrate a flimsy flip-flop. Yuck. —Tough As Nails

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