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[somewhere outside there is a clearing. The ground is magically bare, and there now stands a cherry tree heavy with cherries. Despite it being out of season. There are tables with bowls of cherries. A frumpy looking redhead is sitting under the tree and popping cherries into her mouth. Then she pulls out the pits and plants them into the ground.
If you pass by, you will get the sudden urge to try some cherries. For every cherry you eat, you'll get a certain feeling about what you'll be when you grow up. Maybe real, maybe crazy, who knows? But man, it really feels like the future.]
If you pass by, you will get the sudden urge to try some cherries. For every cherry you eat, you'll get a certain feeling about what you'll be when you grow up. Maybe real, maybe crazy, who knows? But man, it really feels like the future.]