Ravings of a Textual Deviant

Identical twins aren’t completely identical; Celeste’s feet are a half-size larger than mine. It didn’t stop her from borrowing my brand-new, designer “glass” slippers when she sneaked out of the house to go dancing, though. I was furious!

Imagine my surprise when a nice young man showed up a few days later, asking for the young lady who fit the slipper! I pulled its lost mate out of the closet, and naturally, they fit perfectly. The young man—prince—swept me off to his castle.

How can I not live happily ever after with a guy who’s that into shoes?

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