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Irene arrived at Renee's doorstep one frosty winter day...naked, silent
and of mysterious (and frankly, shady) origins. After a fashion consult
and a paint job, she found her voice and began to sing.
Apparently unaware of her tart-like appearance, she's always wondering
why she never gets to go to orchestra. |