Form follows Function; corners her in an alley. At gunpoint but politely, Form strips Function of all her valuables (she doesn't wear jewelry, obviously). Form runs with his bounty. Function feels violated and vulnerable, but in a strange way she also feels free and weightless, liberated. "Who is this handsome stranger?", Function wonders.
So Function falls for Form, even though she's left with nothing? Damn, if anyone's going to be able to resist Form I thought it would be Function, who knows in her heart of hearts exactly what Form lacks. Or, I guess he doesn't lack it now, eh?
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