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... of ribbons?"

The young maid looked distressed. The shop owner clicked his tongue as if to say it was tough.

"We don't have a single one left."

"It doesn't have to be this color, ma'am. As long as it's a blue ribbon..."

"Whether it's blue or purple, we're completely out of ribbons that look like ribbons. There's nothing we can do at this time. With the graduation ball approaching, there won't be anything left!"

The maid was in despair. What should she say ...

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