My feet had become so white and feminine that I committed myself to walk around barefoot as much as I could, which is not so weird now that I live close to the beach. I even felt pretty cool.
For a few weeks, it went well. Slowly the lily white dulled to just white, and the skin on my sole is began to leather.
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