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Finding my destiny on a Tuesday morning


"You have no choice -- you HAVE to be our Princess Leia," Simeon demanded with a lightsaber in hand.

"I'd been waiting for you to ask," I replied & dashed to the attic to find purple earmuff-buns.

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