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			I officially declared it lunchtime in my post   pio 
I placed Penny in the common room clearing a table at the moment. Let me know if I need to change anything
		
				__________________Young she was and yet not so. The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost, her white arms and clear face were flawless and smooth, and the light of stars was in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night . . .
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