A further wave of fluorescent balloons gently deflated, exhaling into miniature harmonicas to breathe an eerie music of the spheres.

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Um... is there a better way to put it than 'female forms'? I mean, Justin's gender identity isn't getting morphed, is it?

When should I expect him? Roy said, resigned to his doom.