this story is about she who lives in a parallel world where people are transported in horse-ridden carriages made of sinfully dark chocolate. Walkways are strangely sprinkled with milo powder. Trees produce money instead of fruit. And when someone is annoyed with you, they start singing instead of shouting/cursing at the top of their lungs. Please leave your cynism at the doorstep....
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