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Post by RedRook on Feb 15, 2004 21:06:12 GMT -5
Rook strolled throught the town and his nostrals flared at the smell of chocolate! A sweatshop. Great...who would have thought! He looked into the window and spotted a pony speaking to a very small foal. So he decided to come in... ****move to Bouncy post
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