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     The amateurpie window changed to show a large shifting pattern and text scrolling amateurpie across the center.
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     The window that came up was no longer instructing obedience. It said simply- Type amateurpie your e-mail address amateurpie below. And for the amateurpie first time in a while Jenny's amateurpie hand left the mouse amateurpie and managed to type her e-mail address.
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