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" "For every hurt she has, I shall have two. Rushing towards the entrance of the well-hole, Blueskin touched the secret spring. Ten thousand islands, and each one good for a night's rest. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray.
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