Honey had never listened when people talked about the magical Emporium on 3rd street, she was a non believer. Until that Tuesday afternoon… Every day  she had passed the unusual, abandoned store on here way to boring school. Every day she had ignored how the stole was getting taller and taller, but this did not bother her because she was a non believer. She was always a non believer until that afternoon…

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