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6566: Doe

Doe stood on her tip toes to scan the crowd in search of a conspicuous grey Aristo while the green Alberto at her side did the same with noticeably less fervour. The floor was full of plane-themed games and the actual exhibits blocked her eyeline too, large planes and pieces of their fuselage covered in signs and flashing lights. “She's only little, how much trouble could she get in?” The Alberto asked, yawning an...