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Post by Miss Knightley on Sept 20, 2004 21:38:00 GMT -5
Title: She Will Be Loved Rating: PG Disclaimer: I do not own or know any of the celebrities mentioned in this fanfic, though I've always wanted to own a hobbit *winks Teaser“I think I’m falling in love with her”<br> “Are you falling in love with her, or are you falling in love with being her hero? What happens when she gets so sick that she can’t even pick herself up off the bathroom floor? Will you be in love with her when you can’t save her from herself? Cause let’s face it, Lij…that day is going to come, and it’s going to come faster than you know it.”<br> He looked at the floor. “I know you’re worried about me getting hurt, Han, but I can take care of it. And I can take care of her.”<br> “Fine,” Hannah said, grabbing her coat and heading for the door. “Then I’ll see you at her funeral.”<br>#nosmileys
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Post by Rainbow on Sept 21, 2004 2:17:52 GMT -5
*gasp* Well, way to get the audience hooked!!! WoW.
OKay but that was mean.... MORE!
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Post by Reens on Sept 21, 2004 22:19:30 GMT -5
I love that song! You really "like" like this mk kid don't you. hmm *snorts* ok j/j Nice. How can it not be. Oh btw, that banner you can upload it on your freewebs site or something and link it from there. It will work better. ;D
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Post by Miss Knightley on Sept 21, 2004 22:32:39 GMT -5
Ah, muchas gracias! Yeah, I didn't really think much of anything about the Olsens until the whole eating disorder thing. i think the press gave MK a really hard time and my heart kinda went out to her.
Pursing her lips together, she held the camera just inches from her face. There were too many people there and they kept walking in front of her, blocking her perfect view. A dangerously thin girl with short black hair sat beside her, sucking on a cigarette. She swung her leg impatiently as she waited and looked at the girl with the camera. “I know we’re going to be late,” she said, bringing her camera to her eyes again. “Just give me one more…second…” There was a break in foot traffic and she snapped the shutter, only to have a kid on a bike ride right past her lens at the same instant. “Gosh darnit,” she cried. The girl with the cigarette laughed as threw it on the ground, smashing it into the concrete as she stood up. “Such language, Mary-Kate.” She watched as the scrawny little dog that Mary-Kate had been watching ran off. “That sucks.”<br> “That was a perfect picture!” With frustration, Mary-Kate Olsen pushed her long raspberry colored hair behind her ears. “It was a dog.”<br> There was a slight sadness in Mary-Kate’s green eyes as they walked out of the park and hailed a cab. “Yeah, but the way he was sitting beside that little boy…it looked like he was reading the book with him. And the lighting was perfect, not to mention…” “Yeah, I’m just not into this whole photography thing like you are. Sorry.” “It’s okay,” she sighed. “Well, I’ve made us both late for nothing, I guess. “What are they going to do?” her friend laughed. “Tell us to go to our rooms with no dinner?” Just a short ten minute ride and they were dropped off outside a large white ranch style house with a plague beside the front door that read, “Swanson Addiction and Eating Disorder Rehabilitation Center.” Mary-Kate climbed the steps of the porch and reached for the door, pulling it open. “After you.” “Sure, make me go first…I need a cigarette.”<br> “Tia, you just had one,” Mary-Kate giggled. “There you two are.” As they walked inside, they were immediately spotted by a man in his mid thirties, tall and with salt and pepper hair. “You’re close to fifteen minutes late.”<br> Mary-Kate cringed. “Sorry, I was trying…” “To get me to hurry up,” Tia interrupted. “You know how I like to dawdle, Sir. We’re both late because of me.”<br> The man frowned and crossed his arms. “Nevertheless, you’re both fifteen minutes late.” He looked at Mary-Kate. “Next time, leave without her if you have to.”<br> “Yes, sir.” She waited until he left them alone, then turned to Tia. “Why did you lie? It was my fault.”<br> Tia dropped an arm around her shorter friends shoulder and they walked down the hall to find their class. “Because you’re getting out of here in two weeks with a perfect record. I couldn’t let you get in trouble for something as stupid as that and then you’d have to stay. I mean, damn…you spent your eighteenth birthday in here and I didn’t get you anything. So just consider it my gift to you.”<br> “Miss Olsen, Miss Chase…please come in and take your seats.”<br>
“Woo-hoo! Party time! Party time!” “No, Hannah, it’s the complete opposite of party time.”<br> “What do you mean? Moving is fun! And, let’s not forget the most important thing, you’ll be closer to me!”<br> Elijah Wood rolled his eyes as his younger sister, Hannah, danced around him. “Remind me why that’s a good thing again?”<br> “Oh, come on.” She ran her hands through her shoulder length brown hair. “If you don’t want to move to New York, then why buy the apartment in the first place?”<br> “Because it’s close to where we’re shooting next and would save me a lot of time, and why am I saying this again? I already told you all this.”<br> “You’re a grump today, and I don’t like it.” They walked side by side down the busy street known as Hollywood Boulevard. “What’s your deal?”<br> “I don’t know,” he sighed. “I’m just tired and in one of those moods today. I hate moving.”<br> “I know.” With an encouraging smile, Hannah slipped her hand into her brother’s. “But I’ll help you and it will be all done before you know it. You know, I even had a thought.”<br> “Here it comes,” Elijah responded with a knowing smile. “I was wondering how long it would be before you asked me this.”<br> “Ask you what?” she balked. He laughed. “Nothing. What was your thought?”<br> “Well, I don’t wanna tell you now.”<br> Elijah shrugged. “Okay.”<br> Hannah let go of his hand and stomped her foot. “Elijah Wood, you’re a pain in the ass!”<br> “And you’re a pain in mine,” he responded, still walking. He turned around to face her, walking backwards. “It’s what brothers and sisters do. Didn’t you get that memo?”<br> “You know, Zach was always my favorite brother.”<br> “Ouch,” Elijah laughed, grabbing his chest. “That hurt.”<br> She narrowed her eyes and gave him an evil smile as she walked fast to catch up with him. “Fine, if you’re all so knowledgeable and everything, what was I going to say?”<br> “That I should let you move in with me.” He looked sideways in time to see the shocked expression she tried to hide. “Am I right?”<br> Trying to give him puppy dog eyes, she pouted. “It’s lonely living all alone, Lij. Especially in the city.”<br> “Get a dog.”<br> “You’re so mean!”<br> With a slight chuckle, he stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and hugged her. “I would love for you to stay with me.”<br> She let out a muffled squeal. “Really?”<br> “Yeah. It would be nice not to come home to an empty place everyday.”<br> “You rock my socks like whoa, you know that?”<br> Laughing, Elijah let go of his little sister. “I’ll take that as a compliment…I think.”<br>
Laying on her stomach on her bed, Mary-Kate flipped through her notebook, looking for a blank page. “Are you nervous at all?” She looked at Tia, who was at the computer. Mary-Kate blinked. “About?”<br> “Well…” Tia finished reading her e-mail and turned to face her roommate. “You’ve been here for, what, four weeks now. You leave in two, and then two weeks after that, you’re headed to New York to start school. I don’t know how you feel about it, but I would be freaking out right about now.”<br> Mary-Kate smirked. “Well now that you mention it…no. I’m really looking forward to going home for a little bit. And I’m really excited about New York. It’ll almost be like a chance to start over.”<br> “If you’re so excited to go home then why did you decided to extend your stay here for two more weeks?”<br> Sill not used to Tia’s bluntness, Mary-Kate closed her notebook and capped her pen. Sitting up, she frowned. “I didn’t feel like I was ready to go home yet.”<br> “And you think you will be in two weeks?”<br> She grabbed a blue backpack that was on the floor by her bed and shoved her notebook and pens inside. “I’m going to go for a walk and then maybe sit outside and write until dinner, I’ll see you later.”<br> When Mary-Kate had gone, Tia frowned and turned back to the computer. “If you’re not ready now, girlie, you never will be.”<br> The sun still clung desperately to the horizon as Mary-Kate shuffled down the paths of the park where she and Tia had been earlier. Her hands were shoved in the pockets of her denim jacket and her backpack hung over her shoulders. Looking at her feet as she walked, she tried to avoid been seen by too many people. Hannah sat down beside her brother on a park bench, sipping her hot coffee. Elijah quickly finished his and tried to make a shoot for the trash can, but missed by a foot. “You suck,” Hannah observed quietly. With a groan, Elijah got up to retrieve his ill shot cup and tossed it into the trash. “It’s getting darker earlier.” He looked around, scanning the mostly deserted paths that led throughout the park. “That’s depressing.”<br> Setting her bag down, Mary-Kate pulled out her camera and took the lens cap off. She brought it to her eye and looked around the darkening park paths, snapping random pictures of the few remaining people that still occupied the benches. “We have to go soon, don’t we?” Hannah nodded to her brother’s question. “Yep, my flight is in 45 minutes and I don’t want to miss it.”<br> “Alright,” Elijah sighed. “Let’s get moving.”<br> Mary-Kate jumped as her watch beeped, telling her that she had thirty minutes to get back in time fir dinner. She packed away her camera and slung the bag over her shoulder before running back to the open road to find a cab. She climbed inside a small yellow car as Elijah and Hannah crossed the street just behind her. They got into Elijah’s car and drove away as Mary-Kate left at the same time, heading in the opposite direction.
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Post by Rainbow on Sept 23, 2004 11:19:34 GMT -5
Oooh wow. This is really good. I love at the end when it was cut from one scene to the other, really suspensful, gah, and they missed each other.... He missed the trash can hahaha, that made me chuckle. Can't wait for more
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Post by Miss Knightley on Sept 23, 2004 18:54:17 GMT -5
*claps* Yay, glad you like. lol, yeah, elijah can't be too cool, ya know? Oh, and I stole an idea from Serena...each chapter will be inspired by a song.
She sat at the window and watched as rain fell down the cold glass in little rivers. The outside world was nothing more than someone’s chalk drawing that was smudged, and all the colors ran into each other. She looked up at the ominous sky as it flashed, then squeezed her eyes shut as a rumble soon followed. Already the weekend, and almost everyone had gone home for two days, including Tia. What a weekend to have off, though. Nothing but storms for the next three days. Mary-Kate shuddered at the thought of it. Thunderstorms had never been anything she had been fond of. Growing up, when ever there was a storm she and her twin sister, Ashley, would run and climb into bed with their older brother, Trent. Even now, at eighteen, she didn’t like to be alone during a storm. She was graduating from the center in less than two weeks and she had mixed feelings about it. Being out in the country for so long had been a welcome break from her fast paced everyday life. At the center it seemed as though life had slowed down and she was able to think, able to breathe. There were people there who knew what she was going through when she looked at herself in the mirror. There were people who understood the feeling of needing to be perfect and to have control over something in their life. She felt safe there, almost home. Yet every time she talked to Ashley, she wanted nothing more than to leave the center and go back home to Sherman Oaks. Mary-Kate had admitted that she had an eating disorder and had been placed in the center just weeks before their newest movie, New York Minute, would come out. She had felt terrible leaving Ashley to do all of the promotional things on her own, manage everything else they ran, and also deal with the press. She trusted Ashley implicitly and knew she would keep her reports to a minimal amount of information, but she couldn’t help but wonder if things would change once she got back home. The press would be all over her for some time after, she knew that. Every time she went out to dinner, to the movies, to a club…it would be in the tabloids and various magazines. She sighed at the thought of it, but knew it was an inevitability. That added pressure of being much more in the press made her wonder if she would be able to handle it. She was starting to feel quite depressed when the phone in her room rang. Tearing herself from the window, she plopped down on her bed and answered the phone on her nightstand. “Hello?”<br> “Hey, it’s me.”<br> Mary-Kate smiled. “Hey, Trent.”<br> “Ash and I were watching a movie and it started to rain, so we decided to call and make sure you were alright. Is it raining there?”<br> “Storming,” she groaned. “But thank you for calling. You have no idea how much better I feel just being able to talk to someone. What are you guys watching?”<br> “Red Dragon.”<br> She cringed. “I’m glad she’s watching it with you. Maybe now she’ll get off my case about it,” she laughed. “I’m not good with scary movies.”<br> “Yeah, I know you’re not. Do you want to talk to her?”<br> “Oh sure.”<br> The phone was passed. “Whoa, it’s raining out pretty hard now, Trent. Look at the window! I can’t even see outside! Hello?”<br> Mary-Kate laughed. “Hey. It’ll start thundering soon, count on it.”<br> “Aw, are you alright? Is Tia there?”<br> “No, she went home for the weekend, it’s her first pass.” She shrugged. “There are people here I could go hang out with, I’m just feeling a little anti-social today.”<br> “Why? And how come you didn’t come home this weekend?”<br> “I don’t know.” She heard the background noise stop and a door close. “Alright, spill it.”<br> “Did someone just leave?” Mary-Kate asked. “No, I’m in the other room so Trent won’t be listening to everything I say. What’s wrong?”<br> With a groan, Mary-Kate rolled to her back and stared at the ceiling. “Do you hate me?”<br> “What? Why would I hate you?”<br> “Cause I feel like I abandoned you this past month.”<br> Ashley laughed a little. “Well, you kinda did, but it was something that had to be done. Mary-Kate, two years is a long time to deal with something like not eating. It’s about time you took care of yourself and put us on the back burner. What makes you say that, anyway?”<br> “I’ve been thinking about coming home and what it’s going to be like.”<br> “Are you scared?”<br> “A little,” she admitted. “Well you know I’ll be with you every step of the way.”<br> “I know…” She sighed softly as an odd silence crept over the phone line. “Towards the end, I never told you this, but I started trying to make myself eat. I got really scared and tried to force myself, but then I’d just throw it up.”<br> “Mary-Kate…” “I don’t know why I’m telling you this now. It’s not like it matters. I guess I just got so tired of feeling like I had to be perfect all the time. I felt like nothing that happened to me was anything I could control, you know?”<br> “I know…I wish I would have said something sooner. I knew for so long…” “It’s okay.” Mary-Kate got up and paced to the window. She pressed an open hand to the cold glass. “I’m getting better. Life is getting better. Out of the darkness and into the sun.” A loud clap of thunder from a streak of lightening she hadn’t even seen made Mary-Kate jump back from the window. “That sounded really close,” Ashley observed. “I should probably let you go. But I will see you next weekend, right? Or are you going to stay again?”<br> “I’m not sure yet. I’ll call you on Wednesday and let you know. Give Trent and Lizzie a big hug for me…the parents too, I suppose.”<br> “Okay,” Ashley laughed. “Love you.”<br> “Love you too. Bye.” Hanging up the phone, Mary-Kate looked around the room at a loss of what to do. She went to the table the small TV sat on and pulled out a drawer of DVD’s. Selecting Fellowship of the Ring, she put it in and snuggled under the protection of her covers, trying to forget the storm outside that matched the way she was feeling on the inside.
Chapter inspired by Kelly Clarkson's "Breakaway".
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Post by Rainbow on Sept 25, 2004 14:46:38 GMT -5
Awwwww. Poor kid. This is so well written. Excelent!
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Post by Loreley on Sept 25, 2004 15:10:54 GMT -5
wow. this is gorgeous. when I saw the title of the thread I thought someone had posted the lyrics of that Maroon 5 song. sometimes my stupididty is kinda fascinating... anyways, the teaser was awesome and so is the story itself
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Post by Araminta Ditch on Sept 26, 2004 16:46:30 GMT -5
you know, I've never liked The Olsen twins or Elijah...so that makes MK and Lij the perfect match, right? I'm really interested in this story. It makes me see the two in a different light. I can't wait until your next update.
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Post by Miss Knightley on Oct 2, 2004 16:56:09 GMT -5
Thank you for the comments, ladies. Sorry I haven't posted in here for a long time, but proboards is giving my comp a hard time for some reason. Anyway, if you'd like to keep reading this, as I hope you will, it has it's own place to be read at now, and the next chapter is up. www.livejournal.com/users/mkewfanfic
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Post by Reens on Oct 3, 2004 16:14:29 GMT -5
keowl <--- see i found a new literation of the word, so as to, not make it so obnoxious Di, Will you be updating here though? Coz, incase some of us wanna read it here ;D
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Post by Kayla on Oct 4, 2004 16:56:39 GMT -5
Wow! This story is awesome, I never really bothered with the Olsen twins but this is really exciting....When will they meet?!!?!
Cant wait for the next update
Kayla xx
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Post by Miss Knightley on Oct 5, 2004 12:37:38 GMT -5
I wasn't going to since I have a hard time coming in here now, but I will.
Crush
“Right, I plan on being out there by Wednesday at the latest.” Walking down the side walk with his cell phone pressed to his ear, Elijah took one last drag from his cigarette and tossed it to the ground. “Yep, that’ll work. How about we meet for lunch or something on Thursday then? Alright man, see you then.” He flipped his phone shut and shoved it in his pocket, pulling his sunglasses down. It was a quiet Sunday morning for the side streets of Los Angeles. Not very many people were out so Elijah took his time walking, enjoying the feel of the sun on his face. His phone rang out and he answered it with a bright smile. “Hello?” The smile was quickly replaced with a look of annoyance. “Hey Mom. Yeah, I know. Yeah, I know…” He snickered and looked left then right before crossing the street. “Uh huh….right.” Grabbing a newspaper from a small magazine stand, he put a dollar on the counter and nodded to the appreciative man who took his money. “Alright, I’ll make sure to do that. Okay, Mom, I gotta go. I’m in the middle of heavy traffic and if I’m talking to you and driving at the same time I’ll probably hit someone.” The man behind the counter chuckled. “Alright Mom. I love you too. Bye.” Hanging up he sighed and sagged. “Mothers.”<br> “Can live with them, couldn’t have been born without them,” laughed the man knowingly. “How’s it going, Elijah? Haven’t seen you around as much lately.”<br> Elijah sighed and leaned on the counter so his face was in the shade. “Yeah, I’ve been pretty busy going back and forth between here and New York. I really can’t complain, though.”<br> “Sure you can.”<br> “Thanks, Hank.” Elijah grinned. “I’ll keep in mind that you’re the person to come to when I need to vent.”<br> “Anytime.”<br> He looked around and watched a few cars pass before standing up straight. “As much as I would love to stay and chat like we usually do, I should get going. Places to go, people to charm. You know how it is.”<br> Hank laughed. “Yeah, I know how it is. Take care of yourself.”<br> “You too. See ya.” Elijah turned and started to walk away, but Hank remembered something. “Oh, hey kid!” Elijah turned around. “I got that information you wanted.”<br> He raised his eyebrows. “Really?” Walking back to the magazine stand, he accepted a piece of paper from Hank. He read it over and nodded. “Excellent. Thanks, Hank.”<br> “It’s pretty exclusive,” Hank explained. “But I was told they’re looking to expand.”<br> Elijah nodded again. “Good to know. And I just go here? How will they know I’m really me?”<br> The elder man shrugged. “Don’t know, really.”<br> “Alright, that’s cool. I’ll check it out.” Looking around, Elijah leaned in closer to talk to Hank. “So are you going to tell me who this secret contact is?” Hank smiled, a twinkle in his eyes. “I’ll take that as a no.”<br> “I’d tell you, Elijah, I really would.” He pointed out across the street. “But I think you’ve been spotted.” Elijah followed the direction of his pointing and groaned. Five girls stood across the street in a huddle, giggling and looking his way. “Looks like you’d best make a run for it, kid.”<br> Smirking, Elijah nodded. “I’ll get it out of you sooner or later.” With a slight salute, he took his paper and walked briskly away from the magazine stand, highly aware that the group of girls was following him. He picked up his pace and rounded the corner, finding himself on a street filled with dozens of random stores. The girls waited for cars to pass so they could cross the street and he ducked into a store while they were distracted. Backing inside the art supply store to keep an eye on those that hunted him, he walked into someone and heard tumbling as whatever they carried hit the ground. “Oh! I’m sorry! I wasn’t paying attention…” “My fault, I wasn’t paying attention…” Both began and ended their apologies at the same instant, shocked at who stood before them. Mary-Kate blushed and swept her hair behind her ears. “Sorry,” she said again. “It was really my fault,” Elijah protested. He blinked, a slight smile tugging at his lips. “You’re an Olsen.”<br> Finally gaining her composure enough to look at him, Mary-Kate smiled. “You’re a hobbit.” He chuckled and she blushed again. “I’m Mary-Kate.”<br> “Elijah.”<br> “Yeah,” she stammered. “I know.”<br> “I thought you guys were blonde.” He bent to pick up the things he had knocked from her hands when he had backed into her. “Ashley went platinum and I went raspberry.” She helped him gather her supplies and put them back in the bag she had looped over her arm. “<br>You paint?” he inquired as they stood. “Um, yeah a little.” She tilted her head. “Do you?”<br> At this, he laughed. “No, not at all.” He didn’t understand the questioning look she was giving him until he remembered where he was. “Oh yeah! I ran in here to escape some people.”<br> “I know how that is,” she nodded. He went to the window and looked out. “I don’t see them anymore. They must be gone unless they’re as good hiding as the press.”<br> Mary-Kate laughed. “What did they look like?” Pushing to door open, she stepped outside. “A group of girls. Four or five of them,” he told her, hiding still in the doorway. “I don’t see them,” she reported after scanning the area. Elijah poked his head out into the sunlight and looked around while Mary-Kate watched, amused. “There are two people in a car across the street,” he murmured. “One has a camera, so more than likely paparazzi.”<br> She smiled and whispered, “I know, they’ve been following me all morning.”<br> He blinked. “Following you?” She nodded. “Oh.” Stepping completely outside and letting the door close behind him, he straightened his jacket. “Alright then.”<br> After a moment of making sure there was no group, Mary-Kate said, “Well, it was nice to meet you, but…” “You’re leaving?” He glanced left and right, then looked down at her. “You must be wiped from that exhaustive art supply shopping. Let me buy you a cup of coffee or something.”<br> Shuffling her feet, she bit her lip. “I don’t know.”<br> “I’m not a celebrity stalker, if that’s what you’re worried about.”<br> She laughed slightly. After thinking about it for a minute, she relented. “Alright.”<br> “Yeah?” She nodded. “Cool. There’s this place just down the street from here that has the best…” He trailed of, his gaze frozen as he looked down the street. Mary-Kate looked as well and saw a group of at least twenty girls. “They multiplied!” he exclaimed. Before she knew what was happening, Elijah grabbed her hand and pulled her down the road, both of them running as fast as they could. The mob of screaming girls quickly gave chase. “Up here,” he puffed. “I’ve got a friend who will hide us.”<br> Hank, obviously hearing the squealing girls, held the door of his stand open and ushered Elijah and Mary-Kate quickly inside. “Get down and be quiet,” he instructed as the girls rounded the corner and ran screaming past. When they were gone, Hank nodded. “All clear.”<br> Elijah and Mary-Kate stood up, staring after the mob. “That was insane!” she laughed. Looking at Elijah incredulously, she left the stand after he did. “Does that happen to you a lot?”<br> “At least once a week,” he sighed. Hank laughed. “What happened?” “Well, we were going to go for a cup of coffee,” Elijah explained. “I’ll still go,” Mary-Kate said quickly. “I was only reluctant at first because I thought you’d be boring.” He grinned. “But now that I see that’s not the case…” “Good to know I can provide you some entertainment.” He laughed. With a smile he extended his arm. “Shall we?”<br> Hesitantly, she returned his smile and hooked her arm with his, letting him lead her back down the street they had just run from..
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Post by Miss Knightley on Nov 30, 2004 9:38:33 GMT -5
*whispers* Is anyone reading this?
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Post by venus567 on Dec 18, 2004 14:39:50 GMT -5
it 's a fabulous story!
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