Finished Folds (1—3)
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4hell what was I thinking about. The disguises would work on normal people, people not in the know. But Fat Fatima wasn't fooling me, not a bit. "What are you doing here?"
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2was going out on me. The wound would probably prove to be fatal. At the very least, it was unnerving that I was mistaking posters for people. I really needed medical
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2fast it was absurd. Miss Sow really hoped she could do well in this race and show the other guinea pigs what she was really made of! She was nervous, though, that her