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Tuesday, 7 November 2017

Strange Town

It was a crowded little village. Hanging from a tree branch were houses. Below, a little town. The shops were bright crowded and pretty. Each person had their own personality. It was a place where everyone knew everyone but no one was ever allowed to go out of the village and that was fine for them. No one was ever left out and everyone had a home. When they got sad they would think about being brave, bold, fierce and strong, the place was called Strange Town.

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