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We share ninety-seven percent of our genome with Chimpanzees. And we look much more like each other than we do with Chimps. So I guess that means we share more than ninety-seven percent* of our genome with one another. (Be quiet biologists, you know what I mean).
She begins by the bins. Draped in blue silk, her back waves slowly like a tree rising from the ground. Beads and jewels hang off her waist. Navy eye shadow hides her downward gaze.
My mother tends to just watch me at times. Most do, with respect to their own children, I imagine. Still I find it curious.
I switched on the World Cup the other night to wind down after work. My home country was playing. I’m normally neutral when it comes to sports. But for kicks, I decided to start cheering for them.
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