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…tiful gown, I took off my dress and hung it up, standing in my white underwear and black stockings. I pulled the red dress over my head and moved in front of the cheval mirror. I could have sworn I was different. It wasn’t just the dress but my face seemed to have changed. I smiled and the face smiled back at me. I undid my dark hair and it flowed down over my shoulders. There were shoes there so I put those on as well.
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