It was the perfect fall day: the breeze was blowing softly, like a mother caressing her baby girl's bottom. The young woman skipped cheerfully across the freshly-cut lawn that was sprinkled with an odd leaf, dotting the surface to give the manicured lawn the appearance of a dappled crater-riddled moon. At the sight of her close childhood friend, she galloped across the remaining space and howled for her attention.
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