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"I know," Jem muttered, craning her neck to study the huge building. "I'm gonna have fun with this place," she added sarcastically. "I've always had a horrible sense of direction." She flicked a red-gold strand of hair out of her eyes--the piece that always fell in the way, not matter what she did with it. Even multiple bobby pins were no good against the stupid strand.