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Year 2497. Nicolas had contacted an agency that dealt with adoptees of little men, he had follow all the steps: visits and medical examinations, he had signed all the papers and now he had just to show up to the agency. He was a cute boy with hazel eyes and brown hair that overlook a face with rather delicate features sprayed with freckles. Then the big day, after an abundant breakfast, he had prepared his Rugrats backpack putting his red pacifier, his plush tiger (a gift of a friend), a box with a light blue leotard with a Teddy bear who plays wit a ball embroidered on the chest, to put on the day when his new mom would come and pick him up to take him to his new home: he wanted very much to be cute for this meeting. He had turned to an adoption agency because he was tired of his lifestyle, he was tired of the prejudices that concerned him in the work place, after all in a world where the woman are high on average 3 meters, while the men just 50 cm assert themselves it’s not easy for a 24 years old boy, considering that a woman's salary is on average much higher than that of a man. So Nicolas who had always been a very sensitive boy had grown tired of all this and he was now about to radically change his own life. After he had finished breakfast, he went to take a shower as well as he could, pulled up and dressed himself wearing a pull up, a red T-shirt and a pair of shorts paired with the shirt and a pair of sandals. When he had finished preparing, he opened the door of his apartment, took a deep breath and walked through the threshold, heading to the elevator he called by pressing the button at his doorstep. When the door opened he entered the cabin by pressing the button for the ground floor, waited a few seconds and when the doors reopened the boy got out of the elevator he headed to the concierge to hand her the keys and greet Mrs. Morozov, who had always been very kind to him before leaving the building and walking unhurriedly to the headquarters of the agency to which he had addressed. Although the agency was three hundred meters from his house (distance that for a boy 54 cm tall was huge) the boy was leaving the house well in advance so he was sure to arrive in time to the appointment; he wanted to walk, watch the mag-cars whizzing across the street, smell the wet leaves because of the rain of the previous night and the fresh air. When he arrived to the agency he went to the office and went to Mrs. Edward's office, the woman who had cured the practice for his adoption, he knocked on the door and got in. The woman welcomed him helping him to sit down on a big chair. “Then Nicolas this is the last document that will make your availability for final adoption, once signed you will not be able to go back,” the lady explained, offering him a pen to sign “you can read it calmly if you want, to make sure it’s how we agreed” the boy read everything he took a moment and signed. After that the lady called her assistant to take him to the nursery and prepare him. Two hours later Nicolas found himself wearing a diaper with an excavator with his eyes and mouth smiling printed on the front and his pacifier in his mouth. After three days the meeting with his new mom was arrived, he was sitting on the soft carpet of the agency’s nursery wearing his celestial leotard, his red pacifier in his mouth waiting for Mrs. Edwards or one of the girls who had taken care of him to pick him up. (please don't write 2 lines for post but be descriptive )