I'm standing behind the till, washing a glass and talking to a regular as you, a snorse hybrid walks in. The café falls silent. Before long people start crouding around you, asking questions and offering to show you around, Other people start whispering things like:"there's no way she's real" or "snorse hybrids have been dead for thousands of years" and "female snorses are even more rare than males!" I stop washing up and go over to the crowds, I put people back in their seats"are you real?"
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