Finished Folds (1—5)
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3of her awful singing voice that she apparently thought to be like a nightingale, hoping to enchant anyone who was lucky enough - at least in her mind - to hear only but a few notes
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5to invite people over here just so they can see for themselves that our pies are the finest of them all. Do you want to play Charlie the Chocolate Factory or something?
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3I will come out on top. How envying that must be for my neighbours, seeing a street rat such as myself soaring to great heights while they remain stuck on the ground.
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3And she did become a star that day, only not in the way she would have imagined beforehand. Her first song became her last.
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5in a festive costume to commemorate that day when Eureka struck. Little did I know what he had in store for me, secretly being a corporate spy to my biggest rival.