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Once there was a girl who was long past being a girl even though she was still being double carded trying to buy vodka. She was going through her life, oblivious to the passage of time when a small girl in pigtails pulled at psyche's wings asking for directions. To where? That is when both girls, young and old, realized they were lost. So they sat upon their mountain and pondered the situation, then conjured up a bag of shiny new stones. Let us make a path! They began setting out the stones, bending around trees and wading through the brook to get to the other side. Neither girl is sure yet where exactly she is going, but she's happy to be on the road at last.