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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shalimar" data-source="post: 1410375" data-attributes="member: 9600">It was the purr of her alarm that woke her, a cartoon clock of the famous, Felix the Cat.  3 minutes later Sakura was out the door of her apartment and into the still dark morning.  Wearing a black sports bra and a pair of matching jogging shorts, the young woman began her familiar 4 mile circuit around the neighborhood and through the park.  Waving on her way past the bakery, she blows a kiss to the fatherly man who ran the shop who was always trying to fatten her up.  She knew on the way back he would have a warm fresh sticky bun for her. Halfway through the park she stopped beside a monument for something or other and begin her other exercises, crunches, push ups, all manner of stretches.  It took her less then 5 minutes to get through her normal routine, and then she was off again, waving to the other regular joggers. Sakura was back in her apartment, showered, and dressed by 7:00 am, and out the door not much later, still savoring the taste of the sticky bun.  Kicking off from the curb, she maxed out her bike's acceleration and was speeding up the street deftly manuevering in around and between the traffic on her way to the office. Sakura pulled into her spot and killed the engine, taking off her discman and helmet as she made her way into the office.  "Hi Alicia." she says by way of greeting as she stows her helmet in a drawer in her desk along with the discman.  She takes off her jacket, leaving her in a pair of Khakis a silk short-sleeve top, and a pair of sandals. Knocking on the door to Graham's office, she heads on in, and drops into one of the chairs.  "Hiya Graham, what's new?" she asks of her boss.</blockquote>

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