Queen for a week

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Since I’ve made it to the ripe old age of fifty yesterday, I deserved to be crowned. Carla, crafty girl extraordinare, made me a Taurus one, complete with emeralds, the gem of the bull. It rests on my conch shell in my studio now, a prized possession.

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