She was a good girl. Full of the ethereal and effortless. An experiment, named one of Darwinian's favorites. A winner as far as any society was concerned.
But, she had secrets. And without a pass into the frontal lobe, the rest looked just like a lizard.
"Even the best ones look convoluted on the insides", said a grizzled beast downing his tall can inside a black hole, once.
"Not always, but sometimes", I fancied.
Be careful when you envy perfection.