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Post by Mirela Rahela on Feb 7, 2007 22:26:00 GMT -5
Mirela walked through the streets, her eyes peeled for any kind of sign, any oppourtunity. A job, that was all she needed, just a job to keep herself fed, and some money to send to her struggling family back in Romania.
She paused as she saw a bakery, she loved baking and cooking, it ran in her blood. Then she shook her head and continued. In bakeries they didn't like it when you wore hats, and she needed to wear a hat. Mirela sighed, pulling her hat lower and adjusting her dress, "I'll never find a job at this rate..." she muttered bitterly, her eyes on her feet.
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Post by Damon Walker on Feb 8, 2007 10:27:35 GMT -5
A common man walked out of the bakery and noticed the young lady looking it the shop. The man nodded his head with a smile toward the young lady in a slight bow before walking off. As he left, he passed a huge sign that said, "Now Hiring" in big bold lettering. "Actors, Magicians, Opera singers. See Sébastien Pomeroy at the A La Amour Theater for more details."
The sign was approximately three feet tall and two feet wide. Behind some of the lettering there was a picture of a man holding a globe toward the sky while the other hand leaned on a cane that stretched toward the ground.
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Post by Mirela Rahela on Feb 8, 2007 22:42:27 GMT -5
Mirela smiled slightly back at the man, and her eyes were drawn to a large sign. She brightened as she saw the words 'Now Hiring'. "Actors, magicians, and... opera singers? A La Amour Theatre?" she said to herself. Her eyes darkened, A La Amour Theatre... Isn't that... where it happened? she thought. She shook her head, "Suck it up, you must find a job." she said firmly to herself, straightening and heading for the theatre, almost positive that she was going the right way.
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