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Masala finds herself in front of an ominous looking mansion in the most foreboding neighbourhood of all Spaghetti Town.
Her mother, one of her mothers, pinned a note to the inside of her jacket, unceremoniously dumped her on the side of the road, and sped off to the night.
She stares at the note for a moment.
If she could read it might mean something to her.
>I am at my wit's end
>Every attempt I've made to discipline the child, YOUR child, has ended in failure
>She's rude, obstinate, prone to violence and thievery, and perhaps worst of all has a taste for cow flesh
>She may bare my visage, but in all other respects she is your daughter
>Which is why she is now YOUR RESPONSIBILITY
