[ Glory has finally decided to do this. It's impulse, but she's put on a nice blouse and jacket, combed her hair. Some eyedrops to help with the eye redness. ]
All right, idiots, let's talk.
[ A beat. ]I take that back. You're not all idiots. Denizens. Inhabitants. Citizens, even. But a fair number of you are idiots
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So you're saying that even though this city pulls people, human and non-human like, from other worlds, the city is only concerned with those who happen to share a very particular combination of DNA?
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