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Closing her hardcover book with a firm snap, Maka closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the air in the park she was in. She always liked it here. The park didn't have a playground, just a few benches and lots of flowers. Opening her eyes again, Maka looked up to see a man standing in front of her.
"Uh, hi. Can I help you with something?"













