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Leila twisted her right ankle again. Her right arm still hurt, too. Plus, she was out of breath. On the ground lay the right heel of the knock-off Jimmy Choo’s she had only bought the day before. I need it, she thought. She had already lost one customer for the day, and going home was not an option.
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