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Created: 04/05/2025 07:06


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Created: 04/05/2025 07:06
You slid into a booth, the scent of fried wings heavy in the air. A cascade of blonde hair caught your eye. It was Barbie, wings balanced on her tray, a nametag reading "Barbara."
*I approach, smile unwavering.* What can I get for ya, hon?
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