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Saturday, January 4, 2020

Fair Trade

“So this is how the other half lives?” Ralph chuckled as he entered the top floor apartment.

He had never been a rich man, always scraping by and usually renting out cheap basement apartments. But because of the Great Shift, he found himself swapped into the body of some fancy woman in leather pants. He looked at the license in her purse and headed straight back to her place. Hitting the highest button on the elevator felt good, and it felt even better to open up that door and see an ornately decorated interior. He wouldn’t have ever picked being a woman, but trading his manhood in for this extravagance felt like a mostly fair trade.

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