Eighteen.
Eighteen.

Eighteen.

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It would be impossible for her to say that something different was happening. She was an ordinary girl, with an ordinary family, in a disgraceful cliché. And that was just another ordinary year, where the economy didn't allow for sweeping parties or extraordinary travel. However, she had a lot to discover, because the night is young... A very naughty child.
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