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Hank’s bar was empty when the young woman walked in. She was probably a foot shorter than he was, yet she still approached with confidence.

“Get lost,” Hank said, “I ain’t serving minors.”

The woman replied, “She’s twenty five -- er, I’m twenty five. I can show you her ID, but I’m not here for a drink. And I’m not actually her anyway. The name’s Rob. Something happened to my sister and I, and I need to reverse it. Rumor has it some guy named Thugs operates out of the back room here, and that he has access to body swapping technology. She’s too chicken shit to come in here, so I’m checking it out.”

Hank laughed before gesturing to a door marked ‘private.’ “Good luck,” He said, “Oh, and it’s not ‘Thugs.’ You should call him by the right name: T-Hugs.”

And so Rob ventured behind the door to see a desk with a pile of cash a young girl, no older than ten behind it.

“T-Hugs?” Rob asked.

“What the fuck do you want?” The young girl replied.

“My sister and I swapped bodies, and I heard you might have some way to swap us back.”

“Fuck yeah, I do. Why do you think I’m in this body? I’m laying low. No one would ever expect a little girl to be in charge of a criminal empire. See? I can even admit it aloud without giving a shit. Now, you want a body swap? Sure. But it’ll cost ya.”

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