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Girl-E stared wide-eyed at D-Boy, holding her breath as she stuffed her prized ponies into her Dora backpack. I could see the urgency on her face. “Hurrrrry!”, she ordered the ponies. He was closing in on her. Wobbling at a good pace, D-Boy was almost there. And with a quickness, they were shoved and zipped into safety, from the drooly hands of a boy who covets everything she owns.
