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Post by pickels on Jul 25, 2007 15:56:35 GMT -5
Dylan closed her cell and slipped it into her back jeans pocket. Her long blonde hair hung down with its usual slight curls. She carried her large duffle bags on each shoulder, her rodeo bag in one hand and she switched her sport bag into the other hand. She opend the door, walking into her assigned bedroom...bedroom three.
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