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Sandra looked through the window of the shop and sighed. This was something she'd saved up money to do for ages, but she still wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to. The benefits were amazing and she'd always wanted to be beautiful, and she had the exact look she wanted in mind, but still, the nagging of her parents was always there in the back of her mind, the disappointment that this sort of thing would give them, the malfunctions that occasionally plagued people who got the operations done.

She bit her lip and looked at the bulletin board, looking for something that would push her over to one side or the other definitively. Unfortunately, she thought a bit bitterly to herself, she found it, "Oh bugger, it's half as expensive now." She sighed and turned towards the door of the shop entering and looking around nervously, not sure who she should talk to or how this sort of thing even worked.