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The white fox cast a sidelong glance at the small child beside her, who was desperately trying to straighten her fox fur hood, attempting to conceal that smooth, bald head.
The effect, of course, was less than satisfactory. After all, it was a hood, not a helmet; it couldn’t fully cover, and at a glance, one could still tell something was amiss.
"If I cover it, they can’t ask me about it!" the small child paused, then said in a clear, crisp voic ...
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