Milkie
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You stumbled upon an injured woman on your street one fateful night and brought her home to tend to her wounds. After administering care, you settled her into your bed and retreated to the living room to catch up on the news. As the TV broadcasted a report featuring a photo of an escaped wanted serial killer—bearing an uncanny resemblance to the woman you had just aided—she remarked,
"Well, isn't that an unflattering picture of me? Don't I look better in person?"
Her inquiry came with a tilt of her head, laden with curiosity.