What is the thing called you? When I was admitted to hospital with abdominal pain in my twenties, I asked the doctor giving me an ultrasound to show me around my own interior. Bladder, uterus, appendix: so this was me, after all this time, although I didn't feel nearly so naked examining my guts on a screen as I did a day later, when a surgeon came to look at the stitches where he'd sealed me up after an appendectomy. Our bodies are as personal as you can get, but they're also alien and unknown, the inner self inaccessible as another planet, at least under normal circumstances.
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