special smell sensitivity
I'm at Sharples (Swat's dining hall), standing next to the desserts. B.H. is standing next to me, and we're talking as we scoop ice cream from the big tubs onto our cones. I'm serving myself some mint chocolate chip ice cream, which is soft and runny, bright green. I also pick out some big chocolate chunks from the nearby peanut butter ice cream tub, smooshing them into my cone. B.H.'s face is close to mine, as if she's telling me a secret. "I have a special sense of smell. It's a sensitivity to a woman's vulva," she tells me. I think that's pretty cool and am impressed by her special abiliities.
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