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just a dress; it was a dream woven from midnight blue silk, with intricate beading that sparkled like a galaxy, a daring slit up the thigh, and a neckline that was both elegant and provocative. It was a masterpiece. A showstopper. And at three times my monthly rent, it was utterly, painfully out of my league. A fantasy, I’d told myself, pressing my continue reading …
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