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CHAPTER SEVEN

MISS YELLOW COAT PAINTER, BROKEN HEARTS

I walked down the crowded 33 Street looking at myself from the store’s mirrors. I looked terrible, it was obvious that I had been sleeping when Apple had disturbed me. My eyes had eye bags, my skin was puffy, my hair was a mess and not to mention I was still on pyjamas.

“Siren” said a familiar voice from behind me.

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