Her parents worked from dawn until dusk.

Her parents worked from dawn until dusk. Her mother went to mass everyday. All the money they had thrown at her could not change the simple fact: she was a monster that could
twist the wills of men, and also their spinal cords. It hardly mattered that her parents had experimented on her in utero. There were only so many times you could use that excuse
before the Council of Spielkuntz got hip to the subterfuge & barred you from the Games. Her fetal exploits aside, she was more than mistress of her fate, snapping men's spines or
whipping up a chocolate torte that would put Martha Stewart to shame. The secret was in the almonds, which both added a richness and hid the arsenic she used
to spice things up a bit. Horrifying to be sure if you are human, but "she" as we shall call her was not... She was afterall a
transgendered Neanderthal with a penchant for Serbian ice dancing. Bruce, as she was known to her friends, never
had mastered the double axel. She usually landed in a heap on the ice & once she squashed a small
reindeer who promptly attacked her with a banana. The heap of ice, however, was more forgiving. After the double axel incident, she never really cared for
ice rinks but preferred to spend her time outdoors building snowmen, even when there was no real snow she would turn on the machine so every day she had to wrap up in a woolly hat
which was odd really, seeing as it was 90 degrees outside most of the year. But she didn't care anymore. People stared, but dementia's a funny thing really, isn't it.

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