Do you think you know me?
I'm sure you think you know me by now. How different can I be from the others? In fact, aren't we all the same to you? Just a pair of pretty legs, a pair of pretty eyes, a pretty smile...
But, if we're all the same, why are you here? With me? Why aren't you somewhere else, with someone else? Why did you choose me?
Did you ever stop to think that maybe you didn't choose me? That it was I that chose you?
Do you still think you know me now?
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