This is nonsense on a metaphysical level that I'd respond to properly if I hated myself.
The pool visit was almost a week after the swap. He obviously went and bought one.This is nonsense on a metaphysical level that I'd respond to properly if I hated myself.
Suffice to say, the "base level" being spoken of here, as though there is an a priori Platonic form of "self" existing outside of the body, is secular faith-based nonsense.
Anyway, fun chapter, and it remains suspect as to where he got a bikini that fit his new chest at such short notice...
I must have missed that, but thanks mostly for reminding me to finish this! It was a fun read!The pool visit was almost a week after the swap. He obviously went and bought one.