Here, not only is it okay to be imperfect, it’s celebrated. If you walk into a bar with an especially odd deformation like displaced fifth eye, you might even get an applause or some free Martian Beer straight from the keg.

 

To mix in, I walked into my local plastic surgery parlor and asked for the weirdest purposefully flawed body modification. 

 

Sure, I was thoroughly startled when I first set my eyes on the mixed-colored tentacles added to my neck, combined with a displaced horn on the left side of my forehead. In the back, he added two tails, one hairy, the other green and sleek. Then there were the extra toes on my hands.

 

I dare say it was beyond distasteful, especially with the extra lip added to my forehead. I looked like a monster, but perhaps it would be enough to grant me royal status in the kingdom of the inexplicably modified.

 

The ride to the island was rather awkward. For the passengers of the public space train, I was most certainly more than odd enough. As the train stopped by the metal shore of Leopard Space Island I had butterflies in my stomach. I could feel that something exciting was just beyond the curve.

 

As I walked off the train into the streets, my luggage walking steadily behind me, I realized I was surrounded by the most extraordinary body-modified organic humans, Ai’s clones, and biotech hybrids. Some had a hairy extra ear in the wrong place, others had metallic and glittery tails on their heads. There were patches of mermaid scales, disproportionate arm add ons, blue hairy legs, and any lopsided, mismatched, discolored modification you could imagine.

 

But somehow in this sea of flaws, everything seemed unexpectedly perfect. When I walked into the bar later that evening, I didn’t receive a free beer, not even applause. But I didn’t care, I felt like I was part of something, something bigger than myself. Together with these former strangers, I was shedding all the preconceptions about what my form has to be. Celebrating my body like a work of art, and experiencing freedom from social constructs of any kind. 

 

So, do I recommend a visit to this wondrous orbital space colony? Slap on those extra, tails, eyes, ears, toes, boobs, bums, lips, hairy, glittery, or shiny, and transcend emotionally and mentally with the most beautiful colorful beings you will ever encounter.