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Fino strode down the chipped, battered sidewalk and casually soaked up the final rays emitted by the setting sun. She had clocked in a rather long day at Leon’s Magic Shop, seen frankly by her droopy eyelids and periodic yawning. Yet she still seems to walk with a kick in her step, as she was proud of being able to sell to a solid three customers. As she stops to stretch while in the midst of a lengthy yawn, her eyes catch sight of a stranger approaching from behind. Keeping her head in position to view the stranger, she casually greets “Oh, hiya! Where are you off to?”












