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Fashion

First zebra walking by, I never thought to look him in the eye. Elegant animal with fine black stripes. I asked him who his tailor was, So I could see what stripes would look like on me. He never answered, Just walked away. I still think I would look fine, But perhaps polka dots would be better. Just for today.

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