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For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. No; I’m going to stick to the rules. She tiptoed into the entryway where some decorator had placed a live orchid upon a glassy ebony table.
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