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She smiled as she sifted the white icing sugar into the big glass bowl. It fell like snow into a mountain. Her mother always let her scrape the bowl when she had finished so she always made a little extra; a few more licks of the spoon. Slowly she poured the warm water to make a gooey, white mixture.
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