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Yellow Ginger Glory
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Grabbing it would not be best... There are many people here and in my current condition I might not be able to fight them all..
I slowly move up to the counter and ask the man up front if I can have a piece of that cake. I explain that I have no money and I would just really like one.
Woah... Little girl are you okay..? Is that blood?, he says
Cake.. Please, i reply
I think it's becoming harder to talk.. Or breathe.
He goes into the back and comes out with someone. They point at me and talk a little. A woman appears and cuts a big slice out of the cake. She places it in a nice box and gives it to me.
I leave the store with the box in hand, I can feel people staring at me.
But that doesn't matter. I got what I wanted. Now I just need a place to enjoy it.
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