THE MENSTRUAL MENACE - A SHORT STORY
She could see nine heads bobbing in unison, one of them with a clean oiled braid and the other with neatly layered wavy hair reaching to the shoulder; the rest of them were mostly shaven close to their heads, a few with evenly spaced bald patches and a few with dense, bushy gelled hair.
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