From: [[]] […] "Tread softly," he says, "for you tread in her dreams. Perhaps the Bazaar is not "her", exactly. But indulge me. […] Take too much, or wander too far, and you will never leave. And […] do not speak of what you see here. She is everywhere." [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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