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The Sorting Room II

“One at a time, you will each take one step forward, state your number, name your god, and your country of origin.â€? The man sat back in his seat and looked to the woman who was at the left end of the line and waited for her to comply.

The woman quickly stepped forward and looking straight ahead said “My number is 627, my god is the Christian god and I was born in Guam.â€? The woman looked to be in her mid twenties with shoulder length brown hair a few shades darker than her skin and had a nearly flawless body.

The man sat forward and addressed the woman, “Thank you 627, please go to the red door and enter straightaway.â€? Looking to the man next in line he said, “Next please.â€?

Just as the woman before him, the man quickly stepped forward and looking straight ahead said “My number is 544, my god is Jah Rastafari, and I was born in Jamaica.â€? The man looked to be in his late 30’s with a full beard and dreadlocks to his waist. He was very light skinned with defined muscles.

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