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"Hi, Peggy," Marie called out from the far end of her store, "long time no see!" "Hello, Marie round and brown tyana," Peg replied while making her way through the maze of dresses and gowns hanging in every round and brown com nook and cranny of the small boutique, "you brown round roundandbrown vanessa remember may oldest daughter, Fran, well she needs a dress for the junior-senior prom and we want something special as it will be her last high school dance!" "Of course I brown com round remember her," Marie replied with a wide smile on her face, "but I think brown round roundandbrown vanessa it's been six or seven years, and I brown round roundandbrown sinnamon must say, my how brown round shy you've grown!" "Thank you, ma'am," Fran replied softly, "I black roundandbrown hope you have something exciting for me to wear!" "Don't you worry abou that," Marie said emphatically, "if I don't have it, then I'll just have to make it!" Peg gave her daughter a playful poke in the ribs and offered, "See brown lori round, what'd I tell ya, Marie'll have exactly what you need!"
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