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Brian hadn’t even gotten a look at the woman who had ambushed him and used some sort of strange magic to steal his body. Then she just ran off with his body laughing.

It was harder than he imagined getting a good look at one’s own body from the first person perspective, especially on a cold winter night when he was clearly bundled up.

It was the tinted window of a parked luxury car where he first saw his new reflection. The face looking back was nothing short of stunning. He wondered why she would ever want to give up such a beautiful body? Of course, he realized he knew nothing about her life, and that alone could be a huge struggle. And how would he even begin to find out that sort of information? As he began to fret about this, he couldn’t help but notice that the night was getting colder...

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