Lets go to Paris for breakfast. We can take the dogs,
they are welcome too.
We can shop for pretty things and spend all our money.
I am here in Paris looking for you. Where did you go?
I am on top of the tower looking over the city. The lights are twinkling and it is hard to see the streets.
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!
LOL alas I am shorn the witch has come and gone to weave my hair into gold. You must climb the stairs to save me from the fall.
Wait, you are the one holding the scissors. Are you the witch in disguise?
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"Come my child I have a cookie for you its right here in the oven."
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