Placeholder: [Elroy Electronic Mountain-Four-Eyed Troll] this is magggie... charming, petite, fragile and mad at the world. Ah, yes, Maggie... what a perfect book character she makes. Meet Maggie and her firends Hopey, Penny Century and Izzy as they find love, parties, food, danger, and the meaning of friendship in "100 Rooms", the lead story in LOVE AND ROCKETS. It all started when Maggie saw the beautiful, black, steel-toed bomber boots in a shop window. [Elroy Electronic Mountain-Four-Eyed Troll] this is magggie... charming, petite, fragile and mad at the world. Ah, yes, Maggie... what a perfect book character she makes. Meet Maggie and her firends Hopey, Penny Century and Izzy as they find love, parties, food, danger, and the meaning of friendship in "100 Rooms", the lead story in LOVE AND ROCKETS. It all started when Maggie saw the beautiful, black, steel-toed bomber boots in a shop window.

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[Elroy Electronic Mountain-Four-Eyed Troll] this is magggie... charming, petite, fragile and mad at the world. Ah, yes, Maggie... what a perfect book character she makes. Meet Maggie and her firends Hopey, Penny Century and Izzy as they find love, parties, food, danger, and the meaning of friendship in "100 Rooms", the lead story in LOVE AND ROCKETS. It all started when Maggie saw the beautiful, black, steel-toed bomber boots in a shop window.

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