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Post by Alloy Alloy on Jun 3, 2006 11:47:16 GMT -5
It was that time again for Melinda Smit. It was yet again, time for clothes shopping. She hated all her other clothes, and had thrown them all out the window, allowing whoever wanted them to come by and pick them up. With that done she headed to the best place, Madame Malkin's Robes. It was the one place the Melinda loved to go. It was her own sancutary.
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