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she is sitting in a chair to the right of a small whiteboard facing the nine other occupants of the room. her body bulges over the sides of the chair, as her bodyweight is well beyond that of a normal female. in fact, nearly nothing about this woman is very particularly "normal female." and it isn't that the woman is an overweight lesbian, but more that she is wearing clothes that you are sure she owned in college even though she is now at least 35 years old. it's also that despite the fact that her socks match her outfit perfectly, no doubt something she carefully aligned, the socks are only ankle-high and thus reveal the black stubble on her not oft-shaved legs which show because of her too short pants. her pants also reveal that despite a concerned effort to neatly tuck in her multicolored striped shirt, she made the explicit decision not to wear a belt. the decision is made even more clear to the occupants of the small room, as her weight causes the top of her pants to fold slightly over and thus cause the neglected beltloops to bulge outward. her hair continues the theme, more stained to her scalp than to her buzzed mane. if she fumbles any more, grows anymore nervous, they all fear that she will perspire and thus leak the maroon tint from her scalp down the side of her bulbous, rouge-colored cheeks. this might even be a welcomed distraction some of them begin to think as they sneak looks and glances across the circle, wondering whether to smirk, giggle, or cringe. their reaction seems to be chosen for them, though, as she struggles to uncap the orange marker she moments earlier used to carefully draw a diagram of the human liver before they entered the room. seeking to add to her drawing, to wow her audience, to both educate and dazzle them, she now trembles in fear and mutters with nervous laughter. the group now knows to laugh. there is no other reaction to this thing in front of them, struggling, stuttering, but still smiling, as she seeks to explain the intricacies of the human liver through an analogy involving a parking garage, aided by a marker she simply cannot unsheathe.