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It was about 1 PM when the girl got to the store. It was new in town, kind of like a thrift shop. She heard they had ‘everything’, so she decided to check it out. She brushed her brown hair behind her shoulders and opened the door. A cool wave of AC hit her in the face, but it wasn’t unwelcome in the unusual heat outside. It was early June, but it felt like late July. The clerk, an older man of maybe around 45, greeted her kindly and told her to feel free to browse around. Walking away, she...