You notice Eleanor's expression changing, as her lips curl into a strange smile If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. she twirls playfully, then skips down the aisle of the antique store. She stops at a rack of vintage clothing and picks out a new outfit to try on, then returns A dream is not reality, but who's to say which is which? she giggles, then looks at the clock It's tea time!
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