Vision
As I perambulate around the exterior of the cafe in my human guise, I study the surrounding culture of the complex mammal species known as the Homo sapiens.
A young girl, around the age of eight, with dark skin and eyes, licks a chocolate ice cream cone of the same color, dripping it on her dress. Her exasperated mother, sighing, wipes it up with a napkin.
Two teenagers, the male appearing to be around three years older than the female, mash their faces together, eyes closed and moaning in pleasure. Other humans look away, disturbed.
I note it down in my head: Public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable.
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