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Heinz knew he had never been “handsome”, or society's definition of handsome, anyway. He had come to accept this, he supposed. But sometimes, looking at yourself in the mirror, you can't help but notice every single little flaw that affects your appearance. Heinz had simply meant to get dressed, to change out of the clothes he had worn to bed into newer, fresher ones. But, passing by the mirror, he noticed something in his back, in the way it almost looked like is was starting to hunch over, that made him pause. Of course, upon closer inspection, the mirror revealed that his back was perfectly normal, and even if it was  starting