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[justify]The jaguar was observing her iron war fan with narrowed eyes, it was beaten and scratched from all the times she fought with it. To put it shortly, it was old. Sighing, she shoved it back in her leather bag before trotting off to the shore, perhaps she could find a sheet of metal down at the beach.[/justify]
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