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The pink hatThe candles shining in the dark room made it all look a bit too gloomy. "I'd like to talk to my dead mother..." He said, with a scared voice. The woman in front of him -small, of black eyes and dark hair tied up in a bun, wearing a light kimono and a purple jacket over it- started saying some ancient words. Then there was silence. A long and stressing silence. Yuki was just about to just leave, when he saw something unbelievable for anyone who'd never seen a Kurain channeling. The woman in front of him seemed to become more and more like his mother: her height, her breast size, a mole she had on her right cheek... &nbsThe pink hat
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Bien, y usted??
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