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May 24, 2005

Stacy: Fame

She stared in the mirror, amazed at the haggard lines on her still-young face.

"It's those stupid photographers,"
she thought. "Their lights are too bright, and they take pictures of me all the time."

She preened briefly at that thought, then grimaced again as she noticed the bags under her eyes.

"I'm only 20," she mentally whinged, "why do I look like I'm 55?"

She poked experimentally at one sagging cheek with one ragged fingernail, remembered she had both a manicure and facial scheduled for today.

She finished cutting the last line of coke and picked up the rolled hundred.

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