Dirty Business
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"Heels aren't practical," she stated. She shrugged when she noticed his puzzled look. "They ruin the ball of the foot when worn for too long, they impair a woman's running ability, and, they hurt like hell," she continued.
"But...?" He prompted.
"-Is that gonna stop me from wearing them? Hell no!" She continued as if he hadn't spoken. "Just because a woman gets acne doesn't mean she's going to stop wearing makeup, just because a woman has she more curve then the skinny girls, doesn't mean she isn't gonna wear what she wants, just because a woman isn't ladylike, doesn't mean that her fellow women are gonna disown her," she rambled. He sighed. "And just because my father is a president, doesn't mean I'm a saint."
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