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Future
She walked into the sweet shop, her favourites were all there; blackjacks, sherbet fountains with liquorice sticks poking darkly from the top. Not the same shop, not the original where she first learned her trade. The memories flooded back, to when Jane first dared her. 'How much can you sneak out of Mr Frederick's without getting caught'? She came here today to remind herself of her new future after her release from prison.
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