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feeling appreciated at last

Octopus guy was the laughing stock of the west China sea Frankly, I thought his colors beautiful, if anyone had asked me But no one did, because I had become invisible at the age of twenty-three Preteens and teens run the reef these days, and they do so with glee. I feel like an old maid, but I run over to check out Octopus Guy, Mr. Bee. Your orange colors are gorgeous I tell him, and he says he appreciates me.

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