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Chapter 18 The villagers of habitat sixteen were celebrating in their town square, dancing around a huge pair of young adult female feet. The heel was the only part that touched the ground with the other end of the toes several feet from the ground, the feet positioned at a 45-degree angle. The men and women were doing different sorts of tasks. At one of those SUV-sized feet, the nails of these huge toes were being veiled with heavy tools by some man on high ladder contraptions. At the other foot, the soles and the backside of the toes were being cleaned with a high-pressure fire hose. At some point, a satisfying moan came from above. Some of the people looked up at the long legs going up at a 38-degree angle craning their necks leading up to the midriff, torso, and then the head of Wendy. She was sitting on a chair with her leg at a 38-degree angle, her legs going over the habitat wall and the heels of her feet reaching the ground inside the habitat space. They could see another

Chapter 18 The villagers of habitat sixteen were celebrating in their town square, dancing around a huge pair of young adult female feet. The heel was the only part that touched the ground with the other end of the toes several feet from the ground, the feet positioned at a 45-degree angle. The men and women were doing different sorts of tasks. At one of those SUV-sized feet, the nails of these huge toes were being veiled with heavy tools by some man on high ladder contraptions. At the other foot, the soles and the backside of the toes were being cleaned with a high-pressure fire hose. At some point, a satisfying moan came from above. Some of the people looked up at the long legs going up at a 38-degree angle craning their necks leading up to the midriff, torso, and then the head of Wendy. She was sitting on a chair with her leg at a 38-degree angle, her legs going over the habitat wall and the heels of her feet reaching the ground inside the habitat space. They could see another