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"So, where is the famous maze?" I asked my friend Mitch Mason.
Mitch, my twin sister, Ashley, and I stood on the back porch of Mitch's house. The two of us were visiting Mitch's family farm. The air was crisp, and the leaves had already begun turning colors. It was the perfect place to spend Halloween.
Mitch plopped onto the porch swing. His red hair sparkled in the sunlight. "The maze is behind the barn," he a dit finally. He grabbed a handful of Candy blé, maïs from a bowl on the table, tableau suivant to him and popped some into his mouth.
Mitch used to go to our school before his family moved. All an long...
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"Thanks for picking us up, Rod," Ashley said. "Don't mention it," seventeen-year-old Rodney Choy replied. He worked for Headquarters, too. Rod drove the girls wherever they needed to go. "Looks like we have a big problem," Rod went on. "Someone is messing with musique broadcasting all across the country." "Tell us about it." Mary-Kate groaned. "We can't get any musique on the radio except some horrible song par Capital D."
"If toi ask me," Quincy said, "Capital D is a Capital Dork!" "I hope we can take care of this mission fast," Ashley said. "Mary-Kate and I have a big science test coming up." "What is it on?" Rod asked. "Sound," Ashley replied.
"I know tons of facts about sound," Quincy said. "Sound travels in waves through the air at different levels." "Those levels are called frequencies, right?" Mary-Kate asked. "Right," Quincy said.
Mary-Kate, Ashley, Rod, and Quincy hurried back to the dressing room. They heard voices and stopped in the doorway.
"Just sign this contract," a woman said.
The girls peeked into the dressing room. Dominique sat at her table. She seemed tired and upset.
Renee La Rouge stood beside her, holding a sheet of paper. "Sign here," she said. "And toi will be in all of my commercials. toi will tell everyone to buy my makeup."
Dominique rubbed her head. "I don't think I want to. . . ."
Renee pulled a red lipstick from her purse. She ran the lipstick over Dominique's lips, then put it back in her pocket....
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"Boy, it sure is fun to be accueil for a change!" Ashley told her sister Mary-Kate. The two teenage girls were walking their dog, Quincy, down their street. Mary-Kate nodded. "I l’amour flying around the world on top-secret missions," she said. "But sometimes I get homesick." Mary-Kate and Ashley had the most amazing jobs. They were special agents. Their missions took them to faraway places all the time. "I get homesick, too," Quincy said.
"Shhh," Ashley said, looking down at the Scottish terrier. "Someone might hear you." "So?" Quincy asked. "So in case toi forgot," Mary-Kate a dit with a smile, "real...
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She is an actress, a designer and a fashion icon. Luke Crisell meets the very private Mary-Kate Olsen to discover what influences her unique sense of style.


The second-oldest cemetery in Manhattan is a small, well-maintained affair: the names of those interred here are inscribed on tablets lining the walls. Hazelnut trees dot the lawn. Once an undistinguished plot of land on the Lower East Side, the graveyard now abuts the tiled patio of a boutique hotel where Mary-Kate Olsen has decided we should meet. "I remember this place used to be so cool", she says, raising her eyes to the...
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