One marvelous afternoon, I sat perched at my computer, my face glued to the
screen, my hand tightly clutching the mouse as I rearranged the lips on my Whyville
face so that they were placed perfectly in the way I wanted them.
Finally, after minutes of agonizing deliberation, I fixed them in the exact
spot I was hoping for. Without wasting any time, as if I feared a meteor of
some kind would come crashing onto my computer before my face was saved, I clicked
done. I smiled to myself as I sat back in my chair and admired my now complete,
flawless masterpiece.
I could use a life outside of Whyville, huh?
It wasn't until then that I realized something: My face was appallingly unproportional, as are many of the floating heads around Whyville.
In the true spirit of the Whyville Way, I decided to investigate this impression
of mine.
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