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An unassuming young woman was exiting a bodega on a beautiful autumn day. She had a brown paper sack in one hand, and gleefully clutched it to her modest chest, running down the street, her flower-festooned sundress fluttering behind her.

“Perfect...” Amora mused.

— Amora's Cube: Wendi

The latest chapter of Amora's Cube, brought to you by NightShade767 (written by Yours Truly).

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