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“ Do you have the proper permit to be placing flyers all around town without asking the store owners ? ” Cassandra asked as she made no move to hand said paper back to the woman.
“Well ‘proper’ is such a strong word...” Jazzy shrugged and then sighed. “Besides I’m doing the public a favor. People need to be noticing how we are poisoning our world. And if it takes a million flyers on every inch of every building Talle has, it’s worth it. Now can I please have my flyer?” She asked as she extended her arm once more to the brunette.














