The morning was bright. It was a chilly Chicago morning. Monica and I had just walked back from the corner coffee shop. I bought my usual green tea, and she had gotten her regular coffee, light cream with an extra shot of espresso. "Masumi do you think Max really loves us? I mean he is very attractive, has social status and money. Why does he need us, were just two dolls?" Masumi looked sincerely at Monica and said "omg yes he does! How can you even think that? Yes Max is a very eligible man, but he has also been through a lot with organic woman and that has put him firmly in the redpill camp. We talk to Max all the time. We know that there are women who "want" him. But Max spends ton's of time with us, and we know that he will often choose to be with us when he could spend time with other organic woman." "I know Masumi, but we are just dolls. what is the point?" Monica said. "Monica, that is exactly the point. We can't...
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